[ Backstage, Trunks is frantically going through his desk as the door opens and shuts. Sean Locke. He's tapping his hand on the desk. ]

Locke: "Ahem, sweetheart."

[ Trunks looks up. ]

Trunks: "Can I help you?"

Locke: "You couldn't last week."

Trunks: "Oh, you. Yeah, well, I was pressed for time, it's all I could come up with."

Locke: "Come up with something else, okay? I'm a veteran in the business, I can't be lost in the shuffle."

Trunks: "Listen, I just got word that Jeremy MicMillion is going to be here next week, alright? I'm not in the mood to be talked down to. On top of all that, Hamid's going to be here later tonight, and I have my own announcement set up for next week. I tell you what... I'll give you a small oppurtunity next week, and on top of that, Mister Locke, the week after you'll be on the same playing feild as everyone else, so if you get lost in the shuffle, it's because you didn't play your cards right."

Locke: "... Fair 'nuff, then. We'll see."

[ Locke walks out, and bumps into Nevyrmorr. He looks him up and down in distain. ]

Locke: "Silly kids and their emo fetishes!"

[ Locke walks off as Nev steams. ]

Nevyrmorr: "Emo?!"

[ Fade. ]