[Fredric St. Pierre and Lovable Liam
are in their locker room hanging out, when Crash MuscleGate barges
in]
Crash MuscleGate: Do you believe this?
We never should have came here! This is wrong! It's a travesty!
Frederic: Please, please. Take a breath. Tell us what is the matter.
Crash MuscleGate: I'm Crash MuscleGate!
Liam: That's something to be proud of!
Crash: You don't get it. I'm
Crash...MUSCLE...Gate. I signed up with this company, and I was told
all of these great plans...Crash MuscleGate water bottles, Crash
MuscleGate heart monitors, Crash MuscleGate headbands! And what
happens as soon as I put my name on that contract, AND get my
MuscleGang signed too? Oh, here comes a team called the Muscle
Bombers!
Liam: Oh my God...they stole your name!
Crash: Their name doesn't even make
sense. Human tissue does not just explode and cause massive
casualties!
Frederic: Do not worry, mon ami. Liam
and I will confront them in a match, and defeat them. Life will be
good for us again.
Liam: And if you're still stressed out,
I can give you a massage to help calm you down.
Crash: Thank you Liam, but that won't
be necessary. I believe in you and Frederic. Defeat those Muscle
Bombers!
