Supporters of Team MAGA have gathered outside the lobby of the Battle Creek Radisson. They all have their traditional signs and shirts, though a few news ones can not be spotted - mainly, signs with the Radisson logo crossed out. One large sign in the middle of the crowd reads "Radisson + Cortinovis = Corporate Satanism", a clear reference to Centurion and Nellie purchasing a hotel in New York City.

Several blocks away, a limo containing O. Bay T-Law, Bartholomew Lichter, and Father Jefferson Cheney is on its way to the hotel. T-Law and Lichter are reading over some fact sheets, as Cheney looks out the window of the limo.

"I don't think I have to tell you two just how important this entire week is. Everything is building towards us tearing down the liberal regime, and nothing is more of a beacon for the rise of socialism in this country than Andrew Cortinovis. Our main goal in professional wrestling is to destroy him, and you two get your first shot at it."

Lichter sets his papers down next to him and leans back in the seat. T-Law is the last to look at the papers, but is the first to respond once he puts his papers down.

"I know you want to take out Centurion, but I'm more interested in eliminating that vigilante Ruby. She thinks she's doing good for this country, but all she's doing is getting in the way of true law enforcement. Anyone else would have been thrown in jail by now."

Lichter nods as he looks over at T-Law.

"I would have thrown her in jail. These people, they're not even consistent in what they choose to enforce. Her boyfriend smokes marijuana on camera, and she does nothing about it. The only laws she enforces are the ones she thinks are "right", as if she is the decider of all things legality and morality in this country."

Father Cheney glances back at the two of them with an angry glare in his eyes.

"You two are missing the point. This isn't important for the outcome. It's for what you can do to send a message. Cortinovis thinks he's invincible right now. He thinks there's nothing we can do to touch him. We need to get in his head. His lady, she's inconsequential to the whole thing."

"Respectfully, Father, I disagree. Centurion just seems to shrug off matches, and physical attacks only make him more motivated, but when someone embarrasses his girlfriend, that's when he gets completely out of his element. I think she is key to all of this."

Cheney looks out the window as he contemplates what Lichter just said. After a moment, he turns back to the two of them and smiles.

"You might be right, Boots. Alright, new strategy. Focus all your energy on the green one. Take her out. If we do that, Cortinovis will be forced to take us seriously."

The sound of cheers and chanting increases as the limo gets closer to the hotel. As it pulls into the parking lot of the Radisson, the crowd parts for the vehicle, and they begin to surround the limo. The limo comes to a complete stop and the driver steps out of the vehicle. Father Cheney adjusts his tie and brushes off the sleeve of his suit as the limo driver opens the back door of the limo to let the three out.

"Alright boys. Time to shine."