Mr. Blood: well, would you look at that, seems like a couple little pussies would rather leave the company than face us. Not that we are in any way surprised, of course. Hell they showed decent judgement in getting the hell out of our way, the rest of you pathetic nameless penniless dirtbags would do well to do the same before we run your bitch asses over.
Mr. Black: Nobody can stop us.
Mr. Blood: As for the new Smokey, Daniel May was it? Actually made a good decision for business, putting a real tag team into the title match. Grotesque, Gonorrhea, whatever the fuck your names are. Don't you boys worry none about whoever wins that little tournament, you just worry about me and Black here tearing you both to fucking pieces.
Mr. Black: Nothing Personal
Mr. Blood: Just Business.