Cameraman: How are you William?
W.Bergeron: Good, is this happening again. Where you wonder why am at this show? Am I right?
Cameraman: Ya I am actually.
W.Bergeron: Ok, but if I catch you coming near me again. I will either beat the living guts out of you or feed your soul to Wolvian. Am pretty sure he wouldn't mind a free feast.
Cameraman: Sorry sir.
W.Bergeron: That's better. Am here for one reason and one reason only. I am strictly here for business and to scout my opponents. Oh ok I lied it's two reasons.
Cameraman: Thank you, one more question. Where's your partner?
W.Bergeron: Man, you guys are nosy for cameramen. If you most know, Ghetto Blaster is being a guest star at my training school. Also I believe he was telling me that there was some personal business he wanted to take care of. Now get out of my face, I need to get in there to do my job as a wrestler.
William Bergeron shoves the cameraman out of the way. He walks through the doors. Heads down the hallway going towards The Mafias personal locker room. As he is unlocking the door he spots Defjam down the hallway. He throws his suitcase and laptop bag on the couch and heads back out. William walks towards Defjam.
W.Bergeron: Hey DJ, how's it going?