'MURICA!

===On Camera, taking place before the soon to be TJ Bryce promo at the Bryce Estates in Toronto===

"Hey Teej! My man! My MAIN man! The top dog!"

Bradford came onto scene bringing his arm/hand up and joined with TJ Bryce. They pulled in and patted each other on the back with a bro hug, both laughing with huge grins. 

TJ: To what do I owe this pleasure?!

"Bro! Two weeks ago things were JUST the beginning! In just a few days we've got Akua! We've got the Savage Beast!"

TJ: Neanderthal seems more like it. All that war paint, who's this guy think he is?! Coming out looking like a beefed up raver. Please, I've got better things to do. T-ZONE, LENNY GET IN HERE!

Those that didn't know, these two men were Thomas "T-Zone" Zane and Lenard "The Lenny" Prince. They worked for TJ Bryce and his company, Bryce Enterprises, up in Canada. They've been frequently seen with TJ and are known to do a lot of his dirty work. These three with Bradford in the corner are Bryce Enterprises collectively in the wrestling world.

"Well well, you've kept these guys alive all this time. And here I thought you would have kicked them to the curb, already."

The Lenny: HEEEEY! That's not very nice, bro! OOWW! What was that for?!

T-Zone had smacked Lenny in the back of the head.

T-Zone: For making a stupid remark. You don't call him "bro" you call him "boss." 

The Lenny: OOOOH! RIGHT! RIGHT! Sorry, boss!

T-Zone: Sorry boss, don't mind him. He's had a few more screws knocked loose but he's still good about getting the job done.

"Haha, don't even worry about it! You guys still crack me up. So whenever you're ready Teej, we should get going. Gotta head to that crap hole Missouri so you can teach his neanderthal a lesson, then we can get you on that road to stardom! Drew wants to meet with you about something too as soon as we can over at the Academy."

TJ: Oh really, now? Well boys, pack your bags. We're going back to America. 

The Lenny: Yeah! 'MURICA!

T-Zone: You're Canadian, asshat.

The Lenny: I know! But like... 'MURICA! Come on, man! 'MURICA! That's what they all say! Wanna fit in dont'cha?!

T-Zone: We speak the same language...

The Lenny: ...Racist.

T-Zone: Raci-- wha-- nevermind, let's go. (T-Zone rolls his eyes) We're ready whenever you are, boss.

The Lenny: OH! Let me go grab my tooth brush! Hygiene and stuff!

T-Zone: Sometimes I REALLY wonder about you.

TJ: ENOUGH! Jesus Christ you two drive me nuts. I swear to god they're worse than a couple of teenagers when they're together.

"Alright, alright. We've got a meeting so we need to go now."