[ Backstage, to the office that once had Jerm's nameplate. A crewman has just put his hand uupon the name, and ripped it off the door, as another one is placed 'Nic E Dangerously'. A murmur from the crowd, as the scene fades to NED's face. The camera pans out and we see a red faced, fatigued Jeremy McMillion. ]

Jerm: "How did you do it? How did you buy my company?"

NED: "Secrets told are secrets no more, Jerm. You know that I can't just hand over that information to you. It'd kill the whole magic of the night. But I guarantee when you all do find out, it's money in the piggy bank."

Jerm: "But... but-"

NED: "Now, I know we all have our preferences, but from what I've heard going around this place, you've been quite the jackass here. So you know what, because I claim to be a fair and impartial person... wink wink... I'm going to give you a fair and impartial chance. I'm giving you the same shot as Seifer. You'll go into Anarchy, and if you win- and haha, I can see I'm tempting fate here- if you win, you'll be the 2006 winner, you'll be W2K Champion... and I'll *hand* you the deed to W2K."

Jerm: "But... but there's no way I could win-"

NED: "Oh, there's ways. I wouldn't do this without making it fair somehow. R2K is still in the rumble, and I hope for your sakes they're loyal."

[ Jerm slaps his forehead, as NED points to the door. ]