Anna Young: "Joining me at this time is one of the newest additions to the Wrestling Champions Federation, Aziruf!"
*Aziruf gives Anna a wink and smiles at her.*
Aziruf: "Hi Anna! I'm glad to be here right now, having a chance to say hello to the fans of the WCF and give all the 'big nasty' guys a warning: even if you are strong enough to rend telephone books, it helps nothing if you can't catch me! I know I'm a freshling and have to prove myself, but as long I have the fans in my back, I'm able to do anything. So I make a challange to the whole lockerroom, may you be a bear, a machine or a whatever, you won't be able to catch the wind itself. And when the referee counts 1..2..3, and I stand on the turnbuckle celebrating with the fans, the big guys will know, that there is someone coming for them ... coming to take the gold. "
Anna: "Thanks for you time, Aziruf!"
Aziruf: "It was a pleasure talking to you!"
*Aziruf walks away*
Plastic Boy: "What an enthusiastic young man we have here, but challanging the whole lockerroom sure is brave!"
The Voice: "I wouldn't call it brave, but stupid Plastic Boy. Everyone will now look forward to beat him to a bulb. But if he can get out of this victorious, he sure will be a contender for the WCF Intercontinental Championship!"