Bobbie Jay is found tieing up his wrestling boots in the otherwise empty men's locker room. We hear him muttering words of determination too himself, trying too get himself hyped up for the battle royal.

"Sup man."

Bobbie looks up to find Darren Smith lean against the wall inside the doorway. Smith grins.

Smith: "Ready, bro'?"

Bobbie sighs...

BJ: "Guess so. Now's the time... Gots' ta' get ma'self into the tournament, brutha."

Darren nods, and walks toward Bobbie.

Smith: "So... Urban Assault's back, man."

Bobbie nods, still staring at his boots and tieing them up slowly.

Smith: "Just wanna say... I'll still have ya back bro'.. Ya'll wanna join up wi' me an' Cannon... Just say, man. We always got a spot open fo' you, son."

Jay nods a little...

BJ: "I hear ya, Darren."

Smith and Bobbie look at each other now, Bobbie winks, nodding a little... Smith smiles, he pats Bobbie lightly on the shoulder, then strolls off out the door. Fade.