Mr. Change- You just got CHANGED!!!

Oh snap!  That couch potato just got CHAN-... wait, what?

Mark- Well done.  Can you leave now?
Mr. Change- I must go and CHANGE the world!!

Mr. Change runs off.  Marcus blinks and takes a sip of what is now a Root Beer...

Mark- Who said I wanted to change, Foodle?  Who decided that I needed to change?  Oh, you did?  Well, then!  I guess there must be something wrong with my lifestyle.
All those victories I've had in the past must've been flukes.  Since when does a guy who enjoys relaxing from time to time after he's finished working out win matches?  Blasphemy!  This has gone on long enough!  It's time for change!!

Marcus rolls his eyes...

Mark- Yes, what a smashing idea.  Let's take all the charisma and entertaining personalities in the wrestling industry and turn them into athletic drones that mimmick the likes of Dave Von Dunt or Mr. Die-Try Personified.  There's never enough of those!

Marcus scowls...

Mark- Give it a rest, preacher.  I work out intensly enough to do what I need to do in the ring, that's good enough for me.  I'd rather spend a good part of my life outside of a gym, if you don't mind.

Marcus laughs mockingly and shakes his head...

Mark- I've never been one to change, and I never will be.  I don't adapt to my public to bow to their wishes and be what they want me to be.  I make my own history my own way, and people can either hop on the roller coaster ride or not.

Marcus shrugs...

Mark- It's that simple, Foodle.  I was once like you.  I thought wrestling was the most boring things on the earth because of how many Dave Von Dunts and Drew Stevensons there were.  I came in breaching how people should aim to be more entertaining rather than self-serving.
Didn't get so far.  I realized quick that people are the way they are, and there's no changing it.  You can go on with your campaign, but it won't get anywhere.  My advice is just go on about your business being that straight-edge that you are.  I'll go on being the brash and irritatingly apathetic jack ass that I am, and everyone's happy.

Marcus sighs...

Mark- Now that I got that out of the way...  What's this talk about you being the "Gold Standard"??  Like Shelton Benjamin and the WWE haven't rubbed that in our faces already?  I'M more of a gold standard than you are...

Marcus rubs his shiny golden hair.  Shiny, shiny...

Mark- People look at my hair and say, "Wow... that's what gold should look like.  There's the gold standard, right there."  So what'cha gonna do now?

Marcus does the "uh oh, watch out!" face, before getting that usual "I can't believe I'm wasting my time doing this" face back...

Mark- The campaign was cute, but totally pointless.  Let's find out if you've got some wheels turning in that noggin of yours and stop or if you're as stubborn as the Mojo of Jojo is and keep going at it until there isn't a doubt in your mind that nobody is listening.

Marcus offers a toothy smile...

Mark- If nothing else, you'll be getting your precious change from last week.  Julia Styles and I never did get along very well.  He always thought it was better to be angry and get your face kicked in, I always thought it was better to make other people angry then laugh at them when you kick their faces in.  This week will be different for you, no doubt.

There will be a horrah for change afterall, happy ending!

Mark- My best wishes for your future, may you fully enjoy the fruits of being pointless.

Toodles, Foodle!