At the request of Jackson Klein … and in the hopes of holding on to his current spot in the CSWA, Kevin Watson has arranged another promotional spot for his forth coming match with Simon Alex Theodore.

Opting out on the studio or arena … Kevin takes a walk threw the area near his hotel and goes over a few thoughts on Theodore.

“You’re on …” the producer informs Kevin from behind the camera.

Kevin looks up lighting a cigarettes and responds, “Alright.”

He pulls the cigarette and begins to speak as he exhales, “In just a few days … I take part in yet another first. My first title defense as the Greensboro Champion …” Kevin coughs, and continues, “…and although I understand the Greensboro title is the bottom of the totem pole; I can’t pretend to understand the decision to through such a waist of television time at me. I mean really… Simon Alex Theodore? Really?”

Kevin pauses and drags his cigarette again before continuing, “I mean don’t get me wrong … the guy can spell. So I hear anyhow… but in what way does that, even for a second … make him a qualified competitor. He faired well in the Gold Rush … I’ll give him that. But that’s where it ends …”

Kevin takes the last drag off his cigarette and drops it to the concrete. He searches his pockets for a second and then looks up and tells the crew, “I got to go back to the hotel room, I’m out of cigarettes.”

The crew doesn’t respond and Kevin’s meaningless wandering has now become a walk with a true destination.

Kevin keeps talking as he heads towards the hotel, “I had a point a second ago but I honestly don’t remember what the hell it was. It’s of no consequence. At the end of the day Alvin isn’t going to be spelling much more then LOSS.” Kevin stops for a second, “That was kind of cliché … forget it.”

Kevin and the crew hit the parking lot of Kevin’s motel and head toward his room.

“…and as far as I’m concerned …” Kevin stops mid sentence when he notices his motel room door is wide open. “What the hell?” Kevin shouts.

Kevin steps in the room with the camera crew following closely; yet cautiously. Kevin checks the room batting at the curtains and checking under the bed. He begins into the bathroom when the mirror hanging over the dresser catches his attention.

“We cannot change anything until we accept it” scrawled in the same fashion as it was before in the bar. Kevin looks at the crew, back at the mirror and then back at the crew.

The scene becomes a Mexican stand off where confused faces have taken the place of weapons. Kevin looks back to the mirror for a brief moment just before snatching his bag from the bedside and heads toward the door and exits quickly.

The camera crew hangs around for a second waiting for direction from the, just-as-confused producer. After a few hand signals and some whispering the camera man sets up to get some close ups of this cryptic message.

As for Kevin … he’s long gone.

Editor's Note: Check out the Back in Business series for more of Kevin Watson's recent backstory.