PAYBACK is still wearing the same referee shirt that he put on last weekend. It's got ketchup stains, mustard stains... etc... just about every food stain...etc.

PAYBACK: I'm coming to Warfare to referee a match!

PAYBACK stomps around a fast food place. He's waiting for his order but it's taking a while since he ordered enough food for an army.

PAYBACK: I'm coming to Warfare to screw Peter Gilmour!

PAYBACK beats his chest and roars like a wild beast as customers scatter and the fast food employees have to hold their paper hats onto their heads or they'd blow off from the hot air.

PAYBACK: ROOOAARRR!!!! I promise that if Peter Gilmour manages to pin anybody I will not count it. I will take my foot and call it a hot dog, and I'll take Peter's ass and call it a hot dog bun. Get it? GOOD!

PAYBACK's order is ready. It takes 9 employees all lined up to help bring his food out to his RV.