The scene fades into a condo that Allister Crowley owns overlooking the Xcel energy Center in Saint, Paul, Mn. He just came back from attending the memorial ceremony for the late Derek Boogaard. We don't see him, but we hear him walking around. His phone is on speakerphone, and we hear Damian Macloud.

 Macloud: So what did he have to say?

 Crowley: He hung up on me the first time I said my name. I called him back, said my piece, and he hung up again. Called back a third time, asked him why he wouldn't listen, and he just got mad and said there's nothing that can be done. I said a few more things and he hung up on me again.

 Macloud: What did you say?

 Crowley: I told him he needs to get his head in the game, and think about what's at stake here.

 Macloud: Really?

 Crowley: The phrase "Stop being a fucking pussy may have come up too...

 Macloud: Damn it, how the Hell is that going to help things?

 Crowley: Get him mad, make him feel something. I had to try. It got a bit of a response, though he said even if he wanted to do something, he wasn't sure that I could keep up my end.

 Macloud: Are YOU sure you can keep up keep up your end?

 Crowley: I'll do what I have to do. There's more than just me to think about.

 Macloud: I'm sure you're willing...

 Crowley: Big D, the WWA will be my life now that I have walked thru its front doors.  And I'm going to do whatever it takes.

 Macloud: You're not the same person you were when we started this thing back in the DWF or RWF for that matter.

 The camera pans over to Crowley, finishing getting dressed. He's put on his best suit. He's putting on black gloves. And he's got 8 x 10 pics back on his wall. There is only one familiar face that jumps out:

 Damian Macloud.

 Crowley: The times have changed, Damian but I'm still the same man. My focus is razor sharp.

 Macloud: ... I know I riled you up before, but think this through. If you go out there alone...

 Crowley: (chuckling humourlessly) Alone? Please. I called in every favour I could. I'm not going at this alone. Now if you'll excuse me Damian. I promised our friend I'd have info to share with him by Friday. If I can snap him out of his stupor, we can do some damage.

 Crowley shuts off the phone.

 Crowley: Time to get back to work.

Crowley leaves the apartment. As he shuts the door, we fade to black.

 To Be Continued.