Old habits die hard. 

As soon as Charlie Nickles is stripped of his Universal Championship by Dolly's unsightly evils, he knows exactly what must be done.

The Nickleman kicks open the door to the locker room in Kroger Field, eyes set on one man. Or rather, lil' boy. 

"KLINE!"

Charlie grabs Kline by the scruff of his collar, dragging him up against the wall.

"This is all your fault! You had to interfere with the Dolly Waters Retirement Ceremony! You had to tempt the wrestling Gods! You had to throw your two fucking pennies into the conversation, and now look at what you've done!"

Charlie gestures around the XWF locker room in Kroger Field, where seemingly nothing has changed except the pecking order. 

"Are you trying to get this company shut down? Are you trying to fan the flames of the Revolution? 

Boy, I oughta..."

The Nickleman stares into Kline's soul with a righteous fury, but then, he remembers that he's not just representing himself anymore...he's representing The Corporation! The Nickleman keeps Kline pinned against the wall as he begins to lecture him on proper locker room etiquette. 

"If I wasn't your Acting General Manager, I'd beat you black and blue all across the locker room!

But since I still have -power- over you, boy, I'm going to let you off with a warning.

Don't ever come barking on my yard again."