Jey was backstage, Bouncing around on his metatarsals while wiping away the sweat from his forehead, waiting for you to finish your match against Becky Lynch. He had just won intercontinental champion, and was absolutely bouncing off the walls. He wanted to share his special moment with you.

The moment you came in from backstage holding your title over your shoulder, His face lit up and he grinned. “Uce, uce! C’mere!” He held up the belt excitedly, like a puppy. “Lookit. Yuupp. YEET.”