*The camera fades in to Socrates, who is in his home again. He's been here for four days now, and he's had plenty of time to furnish it. It looks lovely. Glistening chandeliers hanging from the white ceilings high above; dashing water features in the gardens with a theme of the Greek Gods; along with the large blue and white flag of Greece positioned high above the front door, next to an American flag, of course. The evening sunset smothers the house and the gardens with light and warmth, causing the water features to harness the sun's beautiful evening colours.*

*Socrates is in his fine white suit, sat on a large white sofa in the living room, sipping a delicious bottle of Krug Brut Vintage 1988, from a glass of course, which he purchased for $500. He is waiting for Gator and Todd to arrive, as they are going to speak about tactics on Warfare-eve.*

Socrates: Oh I do enjoy the finer things in life. Although this was $500 and I can get something as equally as good tasting at Walmart, this one had stickers. Must be official.

*He sighs...

Knock, knock, knock! (That is the sound of door, and not a plumbing problem in Socrates' new accommodation.) He raises himself up, stretching, and then slowly walks towards the door. He looks through the small, bronzed peep-hole and sees Gator, who is holding a takeaway bag with 'Burger Hut' wrote on it, and Todd, camera in hand. Socrates smiles and opens the door.*

Hey Socrates! Mind if I eat in here? Me and Todd were just at the museum, pretty nice shit, even saw Adam Reigns.

I don't even wanna know. Sure, come on in.

*Socrates signals them both in and shows Gator towards the dining table, and then Todd to the sofa, putting on the TV for him.*

Hey Todd, mind if I borrow your camera?

Todd: Um, what for?

Just give it to him.

*Todd hands Socrates his camera, and starts watching 'The Large Bang Theory'™. Gator, now seated at the table, takes out his food from the paper bag. He has a good-smelling burger, typical American salted fries, and an ice cold cola. He begins to chomp down on the food.

Oh that's good.

*Socrates turns the camera towards himself*.

Hey Gator, want me to say anything to Reign from you?

Nah, I already done that shit. That's what I was doing in the museum.

Um, right.

*He switches on the camera, and sits down on the sofa next to Todd, but makes sure the camera only has himself in view.*

Hello Aaron. I have heard from my partner Gator here, that he has addressed some issues that you have arose about him. So I guess it's my turn to address the ones directed to the walking god himself, Socrates. And there is one thing I must quickly get out of the way before I begin, because boy it does excite me! You're on a bench! Oh my gods! You're on a bench, look Gator he's on a bench!

*He looks back towards Gator who swallows what was in his mouth.*

I know I couldn't believe it at first! TMZ.com can confirm that Azlan Rain was in fact, on a bench.

*Gator takes a big slurp of his cola, and begins eating again. Socrates turns back to the camera, giggling. Todd is now enticed by the total nonstop action of 'The Large Bang Theory'™.

Well Aaron, now you're on a bench, the possibilities will seem endless! Maybe a stool; a couch; even so far to say a spinny-office-chair!

*Todd giggles.*

Thanks Todd. Right so lets get on a bit more of a serious note here, I mean this match is tomorrow now! And as it edges ever near, I become more and more ready. So Aaron, let's begin...

The first point I shall address is from Aaron to myself exclaiming that 'What (I) done on camera sucked. horribly.' I disagree. That piece was respected, after receiving commemoration from Ozymandias, GM of Monday's very own Madness, and, I believe, Archie Lawson, one of your bosses. Now I personally recommend that you do not review my work in such a negative way. I mean, you can have an opinion, it's just nobody cares about it. Now you sir, may believe that my work 'sucked'. You can keep that, because we know that your work sucks. You can figure out the broadness of the term 'we' by asking around, but I assure you it is a fairly large number of people. It is boredom inducing, brain-cell killing, low-level trash talk. Unlike you, who seems only to speak about 'the match' as though it is life and death, I can relax a little bit. I had to attend an English class for foreign students, and what, I should apologize to you from hailing from a foreign country? How very crass of you, sir. And if I recall correctly, haha, which I do, there was one building there, or was the intense description of the surrounding area a little too imaginative and vivid for your dull, tedious brain? I think so. Don't you think so Todd?

*Todd nods.*

And Gator?

*Gator nods, while chewing on fries.*

Well there you go, Mr Reign. Furthermore, I shall hold any anger that I released into that video mostly from being stuck in traffic. It made me impatient and I was incredibly tired, not quite as tired as I get from seeing anything that you've ever produced, but yeah, it was still pretty bad. Now, to my other partner, who is currently not present, Kyle Star. He, and infact my whole team, will not stand for the usage of the disgustingly derogatory 'J' word used by you. Yes, Kyle may be enhancement talent, but please, stay politically correct, we don't need a 'scandal' or 'incident' to occur here in the XWF, especially in the year 2014. Now, I did not get pissy, Aaron, I attend English lessons. I moved to this nation for freedom. Diversity. A new life. And yet people like you are still unavoidable. And I do not know who Daniel Webster is, I am new to the culture, so please, don't make your voice box squeaky by talking about something your recipient is unable to understand.

Now Aaron, Aaron, Aaron. Honestly, just breathe son. You saw me as the one bright spot? Now I'm sorry if this is my arrogance kicking in, but, for a cocky, outgoing, fun-loving guy like yourself, wouldn't you expect to be the bright spot? In your opinion, you are the best, but you originally saw myself better than yourself. Well thanks a bunch Aaron, I'll remember that, in fact, I'll lock it in my memory cupboard, just in case I ever want to see it again!

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No Aaron. It is you who must fix yourself. The way you mock and bore and generally just piss everyone off, makes me angry. Plus Gator is more of a capable wrestler than you can ever be.

True that.

Now relish the fact that for your debut, you are invited to battle with your superiors, and that's including Kyle Star and Miss Ryback. Bow down, Aaron, aspire to be us. You should be excited, you get to meet somebody who's actually wrestled before and the god himself, Socrates.

I AM A GOD. YOU HEAR ME AARON? DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME?

*Gator walks over to Socrates, who looks very, very pissed, and takes the camera from his hand.*

Hey!

*Gator points the camera towards his face, as Socrates stands up just behind him.*

Gator and the Greek, signing off.

Now Gator, lets talk tactics.

*They smirk, and Todd quietly laughs in the background, as Gator turns off the camera.*