Woe is walking down the street after his most recent loss to the Universal Champion, Shades. An interviewer for the XWF walks up and asks how he feels after being dropped on his head by the champ. Woe just smiles.

WOE: I'm ecstatic! Because that drop on my head made me realize what's important in life! LIFE! I've decided to give out my remaining scraps of Toxin-6 to the world starting right here in Perth!

Bishop and the rooks step out of the van handing out boxes with gifts on them. Who doesn't want a gift?

WOE: Now everyone will know what it feels like to never need an Ibruprofen for a headache and to never have another sick day from work again! I want the world to enjoy my cure-all!

Bishop walks up and Woe gives him a high-five dropping Bishop to the ground. Woe lifts him up by his shirt and dusts him off.

WOE: I'm sorry about that my best friend. I guess I don't know my own strength! On Sunday I fight Doc Shadows! That sweet gentleman that gave me that yummy weed that time. Remember him? Yeah well I get to give him a bigggg hug on Sunday! Isn't that awesome?!

BISHOP: You seem so jovial... I'm going to cry.

Woe laughs and hugs his buddy tight.

WOE: You silly little man! Don't cry! Because then I'll have to join you and crying in a mask really isn't the greatest. But I would do it for you little buddy.

Woe hugs him tight and cries just a little.

WOE: Great now I'm crying. Just the thought of losing you is... it's just too much.

BISHOP: You've never been this sentimental to a Bishop before, boss.

WOE: I know... it's the new me, Andre. I hope you like it.

BISHOP: It's actually weird. Can you go back to being grumpy and mean?

WOE: Why would I want to do that? I have too many people to be nice to!

Woe runs off and begins lifting little old ladies and carrying them, gorilla-press style, across the road. Woe goes to a Soup Kitchen and begins handing out food to the homeless there. Woe leaves there and runs across town to help with annual 5K going on. He hands water to the participants at the halfway point. He slaps one on the back and he flew 10 feet landing on his face. Woe smiled and waved as the guy ran on. Woe gets back to Bishop absolutely drained from the day's activities.

WOE: Whew. I'm ready for a break, Andre.

BISHOP: I bet you are! Are you ready for Doc Shadows?

WOE: Ready to tickle him into saying Uncle? Oh yeah man. I'm going to tickle that fancy hard.

Woe laughs as the screen fades to black.