The camera focuses on AC James, sitting at the head of a long table, a glass of red wine in front of him, his hands clasped in front of his face as he seems deep in thought.

"So, now that I have you all together, and now that I've made myself......available too, of course.....I believe we need to talk about this '8-man tag' headlining Havoc." James begins, then we hear a tinny 'GRAAAARGH!' sound in the background, to which James responds with a 'wait' gesture, "I know, I know."

James runs a hand through his hair as he bites his lip.

"We'll get to that, obviously." he continues, "But right now, we need to talk about this team, OUR team. We need to talk about unity, about comraderie......about, y'know, bonding....."

"GRAAARGH!" comes the tinny sound again, to which James shakes his head and bites his lip again in response-to.

"Just...." James begins, before getting cut off again by the "GRAAARGH!" sound.

"Seriously! I......" James utters, frustration starting to seep-through in his tone, before another "GRAAARGH!" is heard. James thumps the table angrily, then gestures to the source of the sound before leaning back in his chair.

"Go ahead." James says in a cold tone, "You've got the floor, yet again."

Camera pans to James' right, to show a cardboard cut-out of Senester in the seat closest to him, LED lights in it's eyes blinking repeatedly, another "GRAARGH!" sound emanating from a voice-box within.

"Fine." James says in repsonse, "FINE! If that's the way you want to do things, then that's just FINE with me! I'm but a mere name on a card APPARENTLY!"

"GRAARGHH!" says 'Senester' again.

"Yes, we ALL know who's the boss." James says, faking a smile, "And we all play along, but....."

"MEOW!" comes another sound from out of shot. James' focus shoots from 'Senester' to the source of the second sound.

"Oh, you want a word now, huh?!" James says angrily, "Then go ahead. You're in the boss' back-pocket, so who am I to stop you??"

Shot pans around to show a cut-out of Butch Parker, no special flashing eyes, no gimmicks, just a cut-out. "Meow!" says 'Butch'.

"EVERYBODY here has some issue or another, okay?! Hardly news, Mr. Parker." James fires-back at 'Butch', "I've got some past kind of grievance with EVERYONE here, EVERYONE on the opposing side, but you don't hear me bringing THAT up, do you?!
For the one person here APPARENTLY only in it for himself, I seem to be the ONLY person not focusing solely on myself! Jesus...."

"Meow!" says 'Butch' again.

"Yes......" James says, rubbing his eyes and shaking his head, "I DID f**k with your nephew..."

"Meow!" says 'Butch'.

"......yes, AND try and kill him while he was paralyzed in hospital, but SERIOUSLY now!" James continues, "You don't hear me whining about how Senester had me beat-down because I chose to leave The Horde, do you?? Hmmm?! You don't hear Eddie here crying about how many times I f**ked with him before we became 'pally'. Do 'ya, Ed?!"

James looks to his left, where a cut-out of Eddie emits a "Baaaaa!" sound.

"See? He knows how things work." James continues, "In all honesty, if we were going to go there, this'd end up being a battle royal, every-man for himself, 'cos we ALL have issues, y'know? So here's what we do: ACT. LIKE. A. TEAM."

"Baaa!" says 'Eddie'.

"No!" James responds, shaking his head, "Not THE A-Team, A.....TEAM....seriously Ed, I WISH that World Title had've come with an IQ...."

"Look, I can put past issues behind me and be a team player......" James continues, ".....you don't hear me whining or complaining, or see me making a mockery of my fellow team-mates."

James flashes a knowing smile and wink to the camera.

"So let's get this together, okay?!" James says, standing up out of his chair, "Together, we are great.......because JAMES is GREAT!!"

'Senester', 'Butch' and 'Eddie' all chime-in with their respective "GRAARGH!", "Meow!" and "Baaa!"'s , over and over.

"C'mon now." James says, "C'mon NOW!"

James seems to be getting more-and-more frustrated as the sounds continue.

"Shut up..........SHUT. UP!!!" James shouts, looking around at his 'allies' with wild eyes, yet they continue.

"Oh f**k this." James says, having had enough.

He marches out of shot, leaving the cut-outs verbally battling it out.