CASH VUITTON: "I just got a few things to get off my chest right quick. Last week y'all saw me beat Eddie lil' bitch ass with ease. And now, I deserve a title shot...Better yet, I deserve to be champion. Y'all need a real man running this division, not no sissy running around in a thong."
The crowd boo's
CASH VUITTON: "Eddie, I know you backstage tonight, so bring ya ass out here and gimme my title shot."
Eddie Holland: Cash Cash Cash why must you resort to resort to such language? Eddie Sighs When the same thing could be said about you and the ski masks that you carrying around in your bags.
The crowd gasps
 
I must digress because I think you forgot who the fuck you're talking to? I'm the man who defeated three men in one night and sent two of them walking out the door with their tails tucked between their legs. I'm the man who sent poor Akane to the hospital for a week after i kicked him in the barnie.
I'm the man who is holding the Heartthrobs Heavyweight Championship. Something you will never get because the answer is NO
CASH VUITTON: "That's supposed to be impressive? Just like you, Akane's a weak lil' bitch." He pauses, before continuing "You don't wanna give me my title shot? That's cool, I'll just take matters into my own hands."
Eddie Holland: Oh so now you think you're going to management to get what you want? I didn't take you for the guy. Hahaha.
CASH VUITTON: Management? Who said anything about management you idiot. I'm going to beat your ass until you give me what I want.
Eddie Holland: ... Oh God.
