Bobby tromps into the room where Mark Flynn is standing with the Xtreme Title.

Well, that was a hell of a stunt you pulled on Warfare, so now, as far as I'm concerned, I got one damn thing to say right now.

Bobby points directly at the Xtreme Championship.

You lose that shit, I fought for nothing on Warfare, by my damn self. You keep that shit, you get your briefcase, you do your thing, I get the Universal Title back. Either way...

Bobby bites his lower lip.

...I can't believe I'm saying this shit, but until further notice, I'm not anyone else's tag team partner.

Bobby cracks his neck and turns his back to Mark, virulently looking for anyone coming.

🎵Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend like me
Ya-ha-ha, wah-ha-ha!
You ain't never had a friend like me, ha!🎵