*Ash is waling through arena back hallways with a card and pen. He turns the corner and bumps into Rex Anarchy*
Rex: Watch it, punk!
Ash: Oh! Hi Rex! I didn’t see you walking there!
Rex: I know! Now get out of my way!
Ash: Wait! Check it out, Rex! *shows Rex the card* It’s got a chimp on it!
Rex: *reading front of card outloud* “It’s your birthday…”
*Ash opens card*
Rex: *reading inside of card* “Go bananas. Happy birthday.” …..That’s stupid!
Ash: It’s Mr. Charles’s birthday today! So I got him a birthday card and I’m having all the wrestlers sign it!
Rex: What?
Ash: Yeah, here look. There’s a space right after the “Happy birthday” so he’ll see your name first probably!
Rex: And everyone else signed this? Yeah right…
Ash: Well…no. Just Slam Jackson right now. But I’m sure most of them will get back to me. So there's plenty of real estate open if case you wanted to write a longer birthday wish.
Rex: *Turns and stares right into Ash’s face* You….are what’s wrong with wrestling these days.
Ash: You know, you keep that attitude up, and I’m not gong to pick you on my team for this upcoming tournament, mister.
*Rex scowls in disgust and walks away*
Ash: *calls after Rex* Don't worry! I know you’re busy! I’ll just sign your name for you! *opens card and begins writing* “To the best boss ever, hope your birthday ‘Rex’ havoc! Yours, R. Anarchy.”
*Ash smiles as the scene fades out*
