Luca walks up from behind and claps slowly.

"That said, why should I EARN a shot at the title? I have the 24/7 briefcase don't I? Or are you so blissfully unaware that you don't know what that means? If so, let me elaborate.

I don't need a match. I can show up any time I damn well please, and kick the shit out of whatever champion I want and then use this briefcase to give a title match at any time I want. I STEAL wins and titles from hard workers, I don't earn a thing.

By the by, those ain't sharks you're up against, they're fucking guppies.

One I've beaten, the other's a child molester. So yeah, you're moving on up in the world, you fucking clownfish.

Paul, it's fun when you hire braindead circus clowns like Chrissy over here. It's fun when they think they can be something when all the highest they'll ever climb is the middle of the mid card, almost losing to Alex Shawn. Tell me how long this one lasts, I give him a couple weeks."

Luca walks off laughing at the futile attempts of Chrissy Legend of the Lack of Charisma to sound tough from behind the words of Paul fucking Heyman.