The shot opens on Adam Nedman, walking the backstage corridors of the ATW Industrial Arena, carrying his kit bag in one hand and holding the ATW ReEvolution Championship Belt over the opposite shoulder. He continues on down the corridor until he comes across Pandora, lounging nonchalantly on top of some packing crates. Sitting up and swinging her legs out in front to block the corridor, she stops Nedman.
Pandora: Long time no see, Adam.
Nedman: (under his breath) Shame it couldn't have been longer.
Pandora: Pardon?
Nedman: Nothing.
She points to the belt on Nedman's shoulder.
Pandora: So, you're still ReEvolution Champion then?
Nedman: There was never any doubt. My match against Eternal Eclipse at Architects of the Apocalypse, it was men against boys.
The look on Pandora's face shifts to one of puzzlement and disgust.
Nedman: What's wrong with you? It's a footballing cliche.
Pandora: Oh.
Awkward Silence.
Pandora: Are you ready for your battle with ouz0 tonight?
Nedman smirks.
Nedman: The only battle that ouz0 should be fighting is the one with his rampant alcoholism!
With that, Nedman gently lifts Pandora's legs, spins her round on her perch and continues on his way, as the shot fades out.
Pandora: Long time no see, Adam.
Nedman: (under his breath) Shame it couldn't have been longer.
Pandora: Pardon?
Nedman: Nothing.
She points to the belt on Nedman's shoulder.
Pandora: So, you're still ReEvolution Champion then?
Nedman: There was never any doubt. My match against Eternal Eclipse at Architects of the Apocalypse, it was men against boys.
The look on Pandora's face shifts to one of puzzlement and disgust.
Nedman: What's wrong with you? It's a footballing cliche.
Pandora: Oh.
Awkward Silence.
Pandora: Are you ready for your battle with ouz0 tonight?
Nedman smirks.
Nedman: The only battle that ouz0 should be fighting is the one with his rampant alcoholism!
With that, Nedman gently lifts Pandora's legs, spins her round on her perch and continues on his way, as the shot fades out.
