We see Robbie sitting in his dressing room. He's eating broccoli.

Wow, helluva a night. First, Dim cheats his ass off, taking love taps from whatever the fuck Ghost Tank, Abaddon, and Shade call their little love triangle while giving me the works, then a stab to the gut from another dystopian alternate future Pest that must've come back in time in my time machine, then a golden shower, then I manage to go compete in the gauntlet and eat a Gilmour Cutter for my trouble.

Win some, lose some.

I'm going to the beach.

Robbie puts a hawaiian shirt on, blood from his wounds staining it instantly.