Court?!? Court ??!? I thought I was done with those words...

Obsidian Air looks around the room nervously shifting his body, planning an escape. Then he realizes what's going on.

Sorry, Sorry, bad habit, I realize now it's just a name, a scary name but just a name like Bob or Greg or Obsidian, maybe not like Obsidian, I have a weird name I know.

Someone whispers into Obsidian's ear that they have power and can make decisions.

It's not just a name, you guys have power?!? I thought I was getting away from court but now I hear, I haven't even had a match yet and I have to deal with this shit again?!?

Obsidian paces around the room trying to figure stuff out and finally realizes what he has to do

I know what I need to do, I'm sorry for the freakout, I was just worried that when I finally had hope it was being taken away.

Obsidian Air straightens up and acts how his lawyer taught him to

Your Honor, Honors? However you wish to be addressed, I have changed for the better. XWF has given me the potential to grow into something I have never dreamed of being, a success. If you have 50 percent of the power of the company, I am indebted to you. I haven't made a name yet, everyone still stares and wonders what the homeless man is doing here. I will take any opportunity I can get and since you guys have power, it seems like you are the right people to ask for one. I will wrestle anyone, simply be a bodyguard, or even shine your shoes. I know that sounds Desperate but I am a Desperate man. I finally have a chance to succeed to well have a home. I don't want to return to that slab ever again and I certainly don't want to deal with a court of law again. I'll gladly take the King's Court over that court any day. I am Obsidian Air and am in your service if you'll have me.