Smoke stares at Paul as he walks away, understandably confused as to why he was here in the first place. He shakes his head and continues to unpack his bag, which contains his gear. Pulling out his elbow pads, tape and arm band, he takes off his shirt.

I'd say you've got a pretty big match tonight, considering who you're facing. Like for me, your partner last week is your opponent this week. It's odd how things turn out, isn't it?

Smoke pulls on his arm band to his upper shoulder, followed by his two elbow pads. Pulling out his roll of black wrist-tape, he begins to apply it onto his arms.