Marty walks down the ramp, with a microphone, slapping hands with people in the front row as he grabs a ladder into the ring, climbs it, and sits on it. "Hey guys backstage. I know you can hear me, so put down your beers, and put down your ladies and listen up. Im looking for an actual challenge. Not some small scrawny jobber to squash." Marty takes a chug of pepsi and continues to speak. "So you know, if you guys want to get extreme, have a challenge, act tough, you know where to come. Right down to this ring. Cause you, and all these fans know, I am still the high flying, rock and roll, kind of guy I was before." Marty stands on the top top step of the ladder, signaling a rock on kind of sign, awaiting for someone to come in.