Late at night, you see me training in an old, run-down basketball court. I'm kickin' down some hanging sandbags before catchin' you starin'. I start ginning at you mischievously.

"What do YOU want, huh? You come to give me somethin' else to play with?"

I take my signature fighting stance, raising my knee and foot towards you. I stretch out my leg and wiggle my toes towards you in anticipation.