We catch up with Bobby backstage. The medical team is shining a flashlight in his eyes. Steve Sayors enters.

Bobby, that was an incredible match between you and Angelica Vaughn.

They said I got my bell rung Steve.

Oh, my...

Bobby pouts.

They're trying to trick me, I'm not a bicycle.

The medic looks at Steve, then back at Bobby.

You might be experiencing brain swelling, Bobby.

Bobby smirks at Steve, his eyelids drooping.

They know I'm smart because I didn't fall for their bike thingy. They're saying my brain got bigger.

This probably isn't a good time for an interview, Steve.

I think you’re right.

Steve, can I ask you something?

Of course.

Did they spell PooBOB right on their website when they showed it on broadcast?

Uh, sorry Bobby, they didn't.

Oh.

Bobby pouts again, his eyes still glassy.

Steve, can you go get me some nachos?

Uh, sure. I'll get you nachos.

Steve walks out. Bobby half smiles, still looking utterly dazed.

I get free nachos because I'm the PooBOB.

You have a concussion, Mr. Bourbon.

Oh. I still get nachos, right?