“The Lights” Dan Stein steps out of his dressing room, completely prepared to make a run over to craft services, only to run head first into the hulking figure of Timothy Roy.
Dan takes an instinctive step backward, his back pressing against the door handle as he looks up into the eyes of the man who had dethroned him as Shut Up and Fight Champion at Master of the Mat one month prior.
Timothy Roy: Dan.
Dan Stein: Rooster.
Tim shakes his head and waves his hand.
Timothy Roy: I’ve…
Timothy Roy: That’s in the past.
Dan Stein: Convenient for you, then. Though, I do have to say you certainly clean up well once you wash all that Blaze Claymore stink off of you.
Tim sighs and crosses his arms before, to Dan’s surprise, nodding.
Timothy Roy: You’re right. And… I’m sorry we didn’t have the chance to have a singles match after Master of the Mat. If we wouldn’t have gone on break I hope you know you were going to be my first challenge. I feel a bit sick to my stomach, honestly, that I’ll be the last person to hold the Shut Up and Fight title without even having a chance to defend it…
Tim trails off as he shakes his head.
Timothy Roy: Sorry. I don’t know what I was trying to do here…
Tim runs a hand through his shortened, now-blonde, hair and lets out a chuckle.
Timothy Roy: Let’s have a good match tonight, OK? Seriously. I hope I can give you my absolute best.
Tim extends his hand out to a genuinely surprised Dan Stein. Stein looks down at the hand for a moment before taking it into his own.
Dan Stein: Yeah, “let’s have a good match” and all that. You want my advice, as someone who had to take a year to find himself in SHOOT Project?
If you want to be anyone in this business, you never truly stop trying to find yourself. You can change your name, you can try to make amends for making someone’s life a living hell for a year, but you’ll never be satisfied with who you are at that exact moment. You’ll keep trying to be better than you were the day before.
Dan releases Timothy Roy’s hand.
Dan Stein: I was sixteen when I met your uncle in DIWF, maybe even younger. He had an aura around him that was unmistakable. Your uncle was a legend because no matter what he did or who he beat, he just kept trying to make himself…better. He made the Roy name what it is in the wrestling industry – royalty. You want to live up to that hype? You want to make yourself a legend?
Dan chuckles to himself.
Dan Stein: Maybe you should stop following the likes of Blaze Claymore, and start following the person in here.
Dan puts his finger, roughly, into Timothy Roy’s chest. Dan lowers his finger.
Dan Stein: I don’t know who you think you are, or what you’re going to end up doing or being, but if you aren’t true to yourself, you’ll end up like…
Dan stops himself. He takes a moment.
Dan Stein: You won’t like where you end up, Roy.
Dan pats Timothy Roy on his massive shoulder and walks away from the massive man, leaving Timothy Roy to stare down the hallway at him until the camera cuts.