"Come out here to fight?  Lady, I did not come out here to fight!  That was my first and [i]last[/i] experience in the ring.

"I came out here into the city looking for work as a mechanic!  A mechanic!  That's like, well OK maybe not the furthest possible thing from being a street fighter, but its pretty damn far from being a street fighter.  Some stuff- nothing involving street fights!- went down back home, and I decided I had to leave in a hurry so I came here.  I broke up with my girlfriend and, well, I don't like talking about it.  I thought maybe I could get a job for a bit, maybe open my own shop someday, but it's not like the country here in the city.  People don't look the other way with my... eccentricities.

"So I was running out of money, living in this god damned hole in the wall," he points at his apartment, "and I was desperate, ok?  So when I learned I could make some money in the fights... well frankly I was almost too scared out of my fucking mind to do it anyway!  Maybe you can't tell, but even talking to you right now has me freaked right the hell out!  But I needed the money, and I thought maybe... maybe I could handle it, right?  So I tried.  And I guess I succeeded.

"Except now some crazy vigilante woman has show up not a block from my apartment, and I'm about to get my face kicked in anyway!  Do you have any idea how unfair that is?  Really?"