[Camera opens up in the parking lot of "Double K" as the backdoor opens and an angry Chris Cortez storms out, behind him some kid is seen carrying his luggage. He walks towards a limo as the driver opens up the trunk and the kid with his luggage puts it in. The kid holds out his hand for a tip as the driver shuts the trunk but Chris Cortez just ignores him and gets into the limo. The driver walks and opens the driver side door, getting in and closing it as he starts up the car. In the backseat, and angry Chris Cortez sits next to his manager, Syd, who looks on at him.]

Syd : So, how it go?

Chris Cortez : Bunch of no good ingrates! They wouldn't know talent if it bit them all in the ass!

[Chris Cortez looks around awkwardly as he looks around and then at Syd]

Chris Cortez : Woah, Déjà vu!

[Syd just looks over at Chris Cortez with a questioning look on his face]

Syd : Huh?

[Chris Cortez snaps back into reality as he shakes his head]

Chris Cortez : Ah, nothing. I just felt like things we're happening all over again. Really though, the only thing that will be happening all over again is what will happen next week. El Burrito will get his own little Déjà vu as ME AND YOU take him down! He wants to make this match for MY LSW Whatchamacallit Title? Well, Im sorry to tell him, but no go. Its a Handicap Match, not a one-on-one affair. The title WILL NOT be on the line, so he can forget about it!

Syd : Speaking of the title, have you come up with a new name and gimmick for it?

Chris Cortez : Actually, I have.

Syd : Well?! What is it?!

Chris Cortez : Ill tell you, Ill tell you, calm down. I just want to say a few words first, you know? I mean, It just sickens me how all these morons critique me about my singing. My singing is not bad! I have the voice of a God! I have the golden vocal cords that pop divas wish they could have! Everyone says my singing sucks, because they are simply jealous of me and my never ending list of abilities, singing being on the top!

Syd : Of course.

Chris Cortez : Yes, well, I want to see if they can even measure up to what I am! I want to see if they can put their money we're their mouths are, literarily! I want to see if they can sing a golden tune! I want to see if they have any talent at all!

Syd : So...?

Chris Cortez : SO, I am naming the LSW Whatchamacallit title to the KARAOKE TITLE!

[Chris Cortez smiles as he cockily looks around as if he's just made the announcement of the century. Syd claps for Chris, only making his ego get bigger and bigger.]

Syd : WOAH! THAT IS AN AWESOME IDEA ITS-well, wait, what's the stipulation(s)?

Chris Cortez : Ah, that is where things get interesting! You see, the Karaoke Title works like this: the only way to face me, to get that bell to ring and make the match legal, to get a shot at it, for the match to start, etc. is to sing a song and for the audience to love it!

[Syd claps louder than before]

Syd : BRILLIANT! THAT IS AN AWESOME IDEA! YOU ARE A GENIUS!

[Chris Cortez smiles and cockily looks around again as he nods in approval]

Chris Cortez: I know, I know, what can I say? Its a curse! Im just a natural TRUE TALENT piece of work!

[The scene fades out as Chris Cortez just smiles and nods]