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At the opening of the show, cam slowly closed in on the ring. There stood a table horizontal to the ropes, covered with five platters, stacked full of grilled burgers.
Center ring was a table stand that held something big and roundish, currently blanketed by a large black cloth.
Standing between the display stand and table of meats, was Guy 'The Fox' Cancer.
Head cocked slightly with a cocky smirk, his eyes read the crowd. The audience lowered their heckles and jeers, as Guy started to speak.

"Late.. Lately, I've been getting a lot of jealous hate and promotions acting out of fear from my return. WWFG is shutting down in concede defeat, knowing full well, their only belt would've soon been around my waist and no one would man up to face me. Then-" Fox had to pause and laugh, as a rise of hate emitted from fans of WWFG. "Then, you have EWA prematurely ending my first match for Best In The World and throwing me out, just because I am too great for them! Can you believe that?! Thrown out on the same day of my return?!" Audience told him they could, but The Silver Fox misunderstood it for agreement, and nodded his head. "Right? Now, I don't bother with small time, so that's why WCWG isn't a choice.." Fanbase of WCWG voiced their displeasure at Fox, deeming himself too grand for a growing promotion. This time, Guy Cancer wasn't laughing. "You sad sacks need to shut up and listen! When a person of importance is speaking, you don't open your idiot mouths! I'm out here trying to help you comprehend this momentous occasion of, The Fox, yes, The. Fox. Is here. In small time GZW!"

Wow! Did Fox just belittle his own company? As the audience decidedly to hate anything this man spouted, he picked up a burger from one of the mass stacks and took a bite. "Mmm, this is so good. Mm. None of you get any, but this is the best, mmhmm." After two bites, he tosses it over shoulder. "Speaking to those that at least have a spark in your brain... I'm living the life! A broad every night, often several! I've got thirty-eight cars, sometimes I buy one to bust! Only, when I'm not too busy sculpting this bod, you don't have the honor of seeing, I have to fend off celebrities trying to hang out with me, ride me, go to my parties! And while doing one of all of those things, a call got through and wanted to buy the rights to GzW. Now.. I thought I had sold off all that junk. GWF, GWWF, WGUT, y'know, all that crap.. so sure, that can go to. And wouldn't you know it! About a week later.. that fool wants me to be the GM of GZW! It was too funny to pass up! Now I'm having second thoughts. Not one of you deserve me."

Confused, The Fox looked up at an empty stage, but when out walked it's voice, a slight look of feigned surprise arose. Yet, he stepped back in unease, and looked to the side, at the table stand. Then a playfully ill smirk crawled up his face. If Cyrus wanted to go straight to the point, Fox would delight in dancing around the bush, before jumping in it.

"You want something from me? Funny way of asking, with that interesting description of me.. but you seem far off worse than me. Plucking your eye out, after giving yourself pink eye, from all those balls you dropped. Now you just wander around with a belt you just can't move on from. But.. it's okay. It is. It's allll right. Just keep choking your lungs to die off quicker, I'm sure it's doing wonders for getting rid of that salty taste you get, just to get by.."

Giving a cheery wink to Cyrus Leone, he turns his head to look down at the burgers. Casually reaching over and picking up another burger. "So.. your lion, Mr. Pancakes, is it? Here you go." Tossing the burger lightheartedly, it slides a tad, inches from the ring apron. Then stepping back a couple more steps, extending his arm to make a full handed grasp of the black cloth. "You should thank me, that your sister, who has blossomed into a wonderful Blue Waffle, isn't here to see this.."

A simple tug and the cloth fell away, revealing the head of Mr. Pancakes!
Eyes full of glee, glaring at what shock full of fun, reaction Mr. Leone would have!

The Silver Fox expectations had fallen flat and was left a bit disheartened at the lack of reaction he was hoping for. No tears, screaming, or even red faced! In turn, it was Fox that started to get a bit cross, but that expression went to one of dread quite quickly at Cyrus's approach! The words only furthered his alarm, as he hastily backed off to the other end of his heap'o lion burger table, grabbed an end corner and hurled it in direction of the entering Leone!

The Fox turned tail and hopped through the ropes, making an attempt at escape, not bothering to see if the mess he made, hit or hindered The Untamed Lion! His cowardly fleeing tripped him up and had only managed to tumble out of the ring! Side smacking the floor, knocking the wind out of himself, he fumbled to get back up to his feet!