Oswald smirks, taking another hit, blowing out the smoke up to the ceiling before speaking,

"Remember, I'm 1 and 1 with ya'll, both with Barney Green. The second time, I had to carry his ass and we lost. Now I have a partner that's gonna bring the pain with me. That 1 and 1 will end up being a 2 and 1. Again, it ain't personal. This is all about business, brothers. I respect ya'll. Been in the game a long ass time. Still..."

He took another hit, but this time, the smoke poured from his nostrils as if he were a dragon.

"We're gonna break ya'll. We'll see how he and I coexist on Anarchy. I think it's gonna go well."

He taps the ashes into the tray before smoking some more, exhaling another big hit he took.

"So, keep that shit in mind. You know how quick I am. The kinda shit I can do. He's all power, I'm the total package. The tag team division has us in it now, and we're gonna make the division weep as we climb to the tippy top."

He puts out the rest of the blunt, leaving a roach left in the tray.

"You guys have a good night. Party hard, because the next time we meet, it'll be in the ring, and I'll be kicking your fuckin' asses."

He and his servants begin to walk away.

"You know how to contact me if you need more cash."

He gives the peace sign as he walks away.