Blake Lawson and Holden Caulfield are standing in a corridor outside the GM's office. Blake is evidently disappointed and Holden is fuming. Merry Katson comes through, looking at Blake and recognizing his discontent. She pulls him to the side while Holden makes a phone call, and whoever it's too he's screaming and shouting.
Merry Katson: Blake, what's wrong? I heard you didn't have a match tonight and Holden doesn't seem too happy, but neither do you.. Forget any interview, talk to me as a friend right now.. What's up?
Blake sighs as he rubs his face and runs his hands through his hair.
Blake Lawson: It's over Merry. They don't seem to want to deal with me, and I can't seem to deal with them. Management has done it again. They offered me a match tonight, but they wanted me to job out to some guy I've never even met or seen around here... After I said no, they told me I could take an early vacation. They told me my season break gets to start one night early, they said I've worked so hard and "earned" it.
I'm furious Merry. Furious! They basically just told me to go f--
Merry grabs Blake and gives him a hug as he's caught a bit off guard. She lets go and grabs his hands.
Merry Katson: It's going to be alright Blake. Just power through it, you'll get your shot soon enough.
Blake Lawson: I don't think so Merry. Not here. Management has wronged me again and again, I just can't be here tonight... I can't watch people less deserving of me get the shots and the chances I earned. They've made a fool out of me Merry... A damn fool.
Holden comes walking over as he hangs up the phone and nods to Merry before addressing Blake.
Holden Caulfield: You ready?
Blake sighs.
Blake Lawson: Yeah... Lets go... I'll see ya around sometime Merry.
Blake kisses Merry on the forehead as he turns his back and walks out the door with Holden. Merry is left with a disappointed look on her face, wondering if this was the last she'd see of Blake Lawson.