Hanari is walking out of the arena in Pittsburgh. He has a disappointed look on his face but he also seems, relieved? He wore a suit both in and out of the arena.....there is a certain standard he holds himself to.

As he wheels his luggage towards the parking garage the camera pans out to a full shot.

Chris Chaos is standing , his back and one foot againt the wall. He tosses an apple up in the air, catches it, and takes a bite.

"Great work out there tonight, kid."

Hanari looks at Chaos.

"Excuse me? Who chu calling kid, mang?"

Chaos takes another bite of the apple, smiling to himself.

"Hanari.....look you know, I know, everyone who watches this program knows....you had that title won. Warstein did what Warstein does......nothing against you."

Hanari props his luggage back up, getting ready to wheel it again. He says nothing, for once.

".....I spoke to Atticus. We have a match next week."

Hanari exhales, and laughs a little to himself.

"Oh yeah? Me, versus chu mang?"

He stands nose to nose with Chaos.

"Whoa, calm your tits there, vato. No.....you AND me."

Hanari looked at him and started to walk away.

"I guess you don't want those tag belts back."

Hanari turned around, getting back in Chris's face.

"What are chu getting at?"

Hanari stares daggers into Chaos, huffing a bit.

"..........You and me have a tag match. Winner recieves a future tag match shot........but I have much bigger plans for you, young gun."

He puts his arms around Hanari's shoulders, ushering him towards the parking lot area.

"Walk with me, talk with me."