Backstage, we find Johnny Legend lacing up his boots. Since he's not even good enough to lace up NED's, haha... that's what you get for making me write results. Anyways...

Johnny Legend: "Bunny ear, bunny ear, loop-de-loop, pull and there!"

His hands come away form his boot, and the laces fall straight and untied.

Johnny Legend: "... I'm switching to velcro. It's space age after all and nothing says "FUTURE" like Johnny Legend. But I guess by then they'll have those self-tying boots and I wouldn't need velcro anymore...."

Johnny looks up, and the camera pans out to show Hamid Ismaili.

Hamid Ismaili: "Johnny... Johnny Johnny.."

Johnny Legend: "... OMG...... OH EM GEE. Akmed, is that you? Is it really you? I thought you were hiding in the caves. You better get out of here before George Dubya finds out-"

Hamid Ismaili: "Sigh. You poor dumb idiot. Johnny... I just wanted to thank you for what you did to me. The long hours of physical rehabilitation... no phone call... not even an apology... all from you. And I thought for weeks just what I should do to just emobody what I think of you and what I think the rest of your career should be like. Then, I found it, last week. I used my power to make.... Cross versus Johnny Legend..."

Legend's eyes glaze over at his name.

Hamid Ismaili: "... in a San Antonio Street Fight. So when you get plastered, you just remember that the next time you burn a bridge there, Champ."

Hamid pats JL on the shoulder and walks off. JL narrows his face in anger.

Johnny Legend: "... he could have atleast told me why I can't tie my boots right."

End.