[b]"Maybe. But I for one plan to keep showing the old man I'm willing to try. He might not be interested in pushing any of us right now, but that doesn't mean he can't bury us."[/b] Connor mused, knowing full well what would happen if he tried to get over on his own. Besides, as a heel he was getting pretty decent heat at the moment. Not quite 'Ivan Ivanowsky in his heyday' heat, but decent. Who knows, if he kept going at this rate he might even get a legitimate shot at the Champion at some point? A guy could dream.

[b]"Speaking of which, I'm gonna pay Flanagan a visit before I head off for the night. The sooner I know what he's got planned for me at the Battle, the more time I have to prepare something good! See you guys at the next show!"[/b] He added, picking up his kitbag. He left the room to a murmur of "See ya"s and "Catch you later"s and headed in the direction of Jack Flanagan's office.