The camera fades-in to show The Butler backstage, dressed in his finest suit.
The Butler: "As The Butler to Cartwright Strong Style, I am tired of being overlooked..."
A loud voice suddenly interrupts The Butler from afar.
Cartwright: "HURRY UP WITH THE WHISKY!
IT EASES THE PAIN THAT I'M IN!"
The Butler sighs quietly, turning to look in the direction of the voice.
The Butler: "One moment sir."
The Butler then refocuses on the camera in-front of him.
The Butler: "As I was saying, I am tired of being overlooked by the professional wrestling community.
Which is why I have decided to enter the King Of The Canvas Tournament.
I have been training for months and I feel like I am at the top of my game now.
I plan to win the tournament and go from a mere butler to a King."
The Butler lets out a quick chuckle.
The Butler: "Earlier today, I found out who my first opponent in the tournament is going to be.
A big, bad wrestler who thinks he can take on the likes of me.
I'm not just any butler, my friend.
I'm the best damn butler in this entire disgraceful country."
The Butler raises his chin up high.
The Butler: "Ryback, you are nothing but a big, dumb, muscle-bound oaf.
You think you can intimidate me with your ugly face?
You think you can beat me with your strength?
Ha! I've seen tougher opponents in my sleep.
Your thick skull is no match for my magnificent brain."
The Butler scoffs at the thought of having to compete against a real like Ryback.
The Butler: "But you know what?
I'll give you a chance.
I will step into that ring with you and show you what a real man is made of.
When I'm done with you, you'll be begging for mercy.
So bring it on, Ryback.
I'm ready for anything you can dish out.
You are a mere stepping stone on my path towards being crowned King Butler."
The Butler then heads towards the drinks cabinet as the camera fades-out.
The Butler: "As The Butler to Cartwright Strong Style, I am tired of being overlooked..."
A loud voice suddenly interrupts The Butler from afar.
Cartwright: "HURRY UP WITH THE WHISKY!
IT EASES THE PAIN THAT I'M IN!"
The Butler sighs quietly, turning to look in the direction of the voice.
The Butler: "One moment sir."
The Butler then refocuses on the camera in-front of him.
The Butler: "As I was saying, I am tired of being overlooked by the professional wrestling community.
Which is why I have decided to enter the King Of The Canvas Tournament.
I have been training for months and I feel like I am at the top of my game now.
I plan to win the tournament and go from a mere butler to a King."
The Butler lets out a quick chuckle.
The Butler: "Earlier today, I found out who my first opponent in the tournament is going to be.
A big, bad wrestler who thinks he can take on the likes of me.
I'm not just any butler, my friend.
I'm the best damn butler in this entire disgraceful country."
The Butler raises his chin up high.
The Butler: "Ryback, you are nothing but a big, dumb, muscle-bound oaf.
You think you can intimidate me with your ugly face?
You think you can beat me with your strength?
Ha! I've seen tougher opponents in my sleep.
Your thick skull is no match for my magnificent brain."
The Butler scoffs at the thought of having to compete against a real like Ryback.
The Butler: "But you know what?
I'll give you a chance.
I will step into that ring with you and show you what a real man is made of.
When I'm done with you, you'll be begging for mercy.
So bring it on, Ryback.
I'm ready for anything you can dish out.
You are a mere stepping stone on my path towards being crowned King Butler."
The Butler then heads towards the drinks cabinet as the camera fades-out.
