Robbie walks into the room, his hands on his hips.

I am not obsessed. Make no mistake about it, Rev, I respect how hard you're fighting to keep that special little strap around your waist. I would be honored to defend it as well as you have so far. However, I can not in good conscience merely lie back and let you rest for one moment, lest someone with a bigger chip on their shoulder comes around and tries to take it off of you. If you think this is out of disrespect, you are sadly mistaken, but last I checked a champion is defined by how heavy the competition, and they don't come much heavier than me. So, if you'll excuse me, HA! I HAD YOU MESMERIZED BY MY HEARTFELT SPEECH! HIYAAA!

Robbie picks up Rev and gently puts him on the ground, cradled and pinned.

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