~Mario Maurako is sitting at his desk, reviewing financials following HOW’s War Games. Then there is a knock at the door. Mario places a nearby folder over the top of the documents and calls for the door.~
Mario Maurako: Come on in.
~The door opens and Brian Hollywood enters and Mario goes to stand up to greet him.~
Brian Hollywood: Don’t get up on my account. I only plan on taking a few seconds of your time.
Mario Maurako: Fair enough.
~Mario leans back in the chair, making himself comfortable.~
Mario Maurako: What can I do for you Brian?
Brian Hollywood: I’ve come to ask you a favor.
Mario Maurako: I’m listening.
Brian Hollywood: It seems as if you’ve been wielding your new found power a lot lately, resigning Darin Matthews and then giving him that match against me at War Games.
Mario Maurako: Which he won, I might add.
~Hollywood grits his teeth at the mention of his defeat on the big War Games stage.~
Brian Hollywood: Which is why I am here. I’m looking for a favor from you as well. A chance to gain some retribution at Refueled XXX.
~Mario leans forward in the chair and takes a sip from his glass of whiskey.~
Mario Maurako: Interesting. Did you have something in mind?
Brian Hollywood: I’d like for you to name me the Special Guest Referee for Doozer vs Matthews.
~Mario returns the glass of whiskey to the desk as he savors the alcohol in his mouth before swallowing it down. Mario then strokes his goatee while pondering the request.~
Mario Maurako: You’ve got it.
~Brian Hollywood smiles, as he envisions his pending revenge.~
Mario Maurako: But remember, my favors don’t come cheap. You will be expected to assist me when I deem it necessary.
Brian Hollywood: Sure, whatever it takes.
~They seal the deal with a handshake as Hollywood exits the office. We fade out on Mario smiling, and you can almost see the gears turning in his mind.~