He's not wasting any time. He starts talking right away.

'Alright. Number one. Emmanuel Lewis* says 'naivety' ain't a word. If Webster don't know what it means, and I don't know what it means... how do you know what it means? Oh, right... you made it up.'

Reynolds smiles briefly... very briefly.

'Number two. Do you have a personality disorder or something? I mean, jeez, within 20 seconds I'm a son of a bitch and an ungrateful punk. While I won't dispute the first one, I have trouble following where you're coming from with the second one. But wait! 15 seconds later, you respect me and what I've gone through. Make up your freakin' mind. Either you hate me and think I'm a prick, or you're sorry, because I'm such a respectable guy, but you're going to have to kick my ass anyway: just business.'

Reynolds is sitting in a booth at a Popeye's Chicken. He shovels a buttermilk biscuit down his throat and washes it down with strawberry soda before continuing.

'Bottom line, Inferno: I watched and rewatched your little rant, and I have yet to find the part in it where you say why you're going to beat me. This proves you to be a very smart man, because that's not going to happen.'

'How can you say you know how my 'body thinks'? If my body thinks at all, it's thoughts are pretty f*cked up, because I spent a good 10 years abusing it to the point of where it almost wouldn't work anymore. Just because you saw one match and watched my little intro piece, you think you know all there is to know about me? That's merely the Cliffs Notes, buddy.'

'In the same vein, I don't expect you to be scared of me. No, not because you spent a good 10 minutes saying so yourself. Rather, because I don't expect you to look at me and say 'Oh, shit! That guy beat the hell out of a fat, washed-up tag team! He's so good!' I'm a realist. I realize that I have to earn the respect of my opponent.'

'Let me put it to you this way, Inferno. Underestimating me would be the very biggest mistake you'll ever make. Ignoring the information about myself I was nice enough to pass along could prove fatal. The fact is that you are stepping into the ring with a highly violent individual who will not hesitate to do much more than what is deemed necessary to come away with the victory.'

'Inferno... I AM violence around here, got it?'

Fade to black, and fade out on Reynolds eating chicken.

*-Actor who played a character named Webster. Get it now? Good.