Without much fanfare or flare, our scene opens to the view of Scott Dawson and Dash Wilder standing in their locker room. It seems to me like we've caught the tandem in the midst of a heated moment. Scott Dawson is wearing a black jacket that has his name and The Revival logo over his chest. Dawson also has a towel around his neck, neatly tucked into the jacket. He does not look very pleased, as he stands with his arms folded across his body. Dash Wilder, however, is not so composed. He looks a bit more annoyed and has no problem showing it. He is in the middle of some type of rant, as it is clear that his face has turned red with anger. Dash was wearing a cut up "No Flips, Just Fists" t-shirt and a pair of black Adidas joggers. Judging by the expression on his face, Dash was pissed.

DASH WILDER: I mean, The Legion of Doom?! C'mon! The damn Road Warriors? I thought we were gettin' prime competition, brother! I thought we were getting the best of the best! But instead .. instead .. they're going to roll these two old timers out! These guys .. Are they gonna need a ride from the retirement home? Should we try to make sure the match is before their 5PM bedtime? Honestly, Scott .. when we became free agents just a few months ago .. what did I tell you? I told you that I wanted to go to a company where we would be put against the absolute best. I told you I wanted to go to a company where we could build a legacy! So, we picked the Global Wrestling Federation. Figured it would be a good idea to get in on the ground floor, yeah? Well. . look how wrong we were!

Dawson held his finger up, stopping Dash Wilder's train of thought. It was evident he was going off the rails. Dawson finally broke his silence after a few moments.

SCOTT DAWSON: Trust me, Dash. I understand you're upset right now. I understand that you feel disrespected. Trust me, I do. But, you can't be shortsighted now. You see .. this Monday night on Raw is War, we've got an opportunity to prove to the entire world that we are what we say we are - and that's the greatest tag team to ever lace up a pair of wrestlin' boots. Now .. our opponents this week .. yeah, maybe their best days are behind them .. and yeah, it might feel like we're beatin' up on our grandpas. But .. A victory over the measuring stick of what tag team wrestling should be .. well, that’s a feather in the cap for anyone. You see, they're one of the baddest teams of all time! They struck fear into the hearts of anyone who stood across that ring from 'em. They beat eveyone who was in their way to a bloody pulp! And you know what we're going to do on Monday, Dash? We're gonna walk into that ring, punch both of those big dumb oafs right in the face and then we're gonna beat the holy hell out of both of 'em. We're gonna give them a beatin' like they ain't ever got before!

It seemed as if Dawson's speech has calmed Dash down just a bit.

DASH WILDER: I got a little riled up there. Appreciate you talking me down.

SCOTT DAWSON: I know how it is, brother. Don't get worked up right now. Save it for Monday night. Because I've got a feeling, we're in for one hell of a fight come Monday.

DASH WILDER: Is that right? You really think these old timers stand a chance against The Revival?

SCOTT DAWSON: Ha, those two don't stand a chance against us, Dash. But .. I picked up a little insurance policy in case things aren't going our way.

Dash looked a bit intrigued as a sly smirk came over the face of Scott Dawson.