The camera turns to backstage where Ivor Lebon is warming up.
All of a sudden Ivors brother Mustaffa walks in.
Mustaffa: Hey bro, You and me are gonna paint the town red tonight, Those disco's won't know what hit them.
Ivor: Yeah your right, but remember i have a match first.
Mustaffa: Not that map-thing again?
Ivor: No, no, I think i gained enough revenge on him. I beat him twice and put him in an ambulance. i think it's time to move on.
Mustaffa: Good, I mean I don't think i could take anymore of that guy. Um....er....twiddle.....boosh....OH COME ON YOU CAN TALK FOR PETES SAKE!!!
Ivor: Whoa whoa whoa....thats English for stop a horse!!! Calm down. Anyway like i said I'm done with him.
Mustaffa: Ok, sorry. So who are you moving onto?
Ivor: I don'y know yet and i don't care. Im on a win streak now and I'm not going to be stopped.