Mastermind had just arrived in Houston, Texas and was being shown into his hotel room at the Four Seasons, Houston, Hotel. He dropped his bags down, and walked over to the window. There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

The door opened and in walked one of his servants who always accompany him on his travels.

"What's up?"

"Whilst we were busy in customs and on our way here, Bobby Zi did another promo. You should look at this one."

"Set it up."

Mastermind returned to looking out of the window while his servant walked to the table and began setting up a lap top. He got it all ready.

"It's ready sir."

Mastermind turned and walked over to the table, and sat down. He turned the promo on. He sat there while it was playing and had different looks on his face at certain times during the promo. He started shaking his head. Then the promo ended, and he closed the lap top and got up. His servant started taking it to pieces.

"Get me a camera man."

"Yes sir."

The servant left the room, and Mastermind walked back over to the window, and looked out. He seemed to be fuming, and was still shaking his head. There was another knock on the door.

"Enter."

A man who was an official camera man of the XWF walked into the room.

"The bosses heard you had arrived so they sent me here, your servant found me as I just arrived on the floor. Are you ready to do a promo."

"Yes."

The camera man started setting up his camera, and then got on the phone to organize when the promo was going live. He gave the thumbs up to Mastermind.

Mastermind looked out the window again, and turned to face the camera.

"Bobby Zi, can you remember your last match? Can you remember yesterday? Can you remember what you did a few hours ago? Do you have a good memory Bobby? Because I don't think you do. I remember calling you out on being a copy cat. Copying what people said to me, doing exactly as what everyone else did to me in the past.

"This week was going fine. We were doing so good. Until I went out on a date, that must have got filmed by spies. I even saw that before I left New Zealand. I thought typical paparazi. So I let that go. And then I've just seen you're latest promo. You copied me. Tsk tsk tsk. The travesty. Is defending the X-Treme Title proving too much for you Bobby?

"I went to a restaurant with a Date, you did too, I talked to the front counter, you did too, I got seated, and you did too. The only difference was you caused a scene and I didn't. I wasn't even sure what the fuss was all about with the scene you caused. Sometimes Bobby you go off on a different tangent all together. I believe you are stressed out and needing time off. I'll be happy to oblige, come Monday. When I take that X-Treme title back, you can go on an extended holiday all you want, for as long as you want.

"Stop copying what other people are doing, stop copying me. There are copyright laws you know, and it doesn't look good when you copy other people. Do something original. Can you do that? You don't see me copying people do you. Last week when Woeful did a great promo about the rare Purple Imprinted Howler Monkey, I didn't go out and invent something else. I rolled with it.

"So MR Bobby Zi, what ya going to do now? How are you going to react? Is the X-Treme title slipping away? I know it is. You're just too frightened to admit it. It's not far away Monday Night Madness. It's nearly here. I'm bringing it. Will you?"

Mastermind walked back to the window, and the camera fades out.