It was Friday Night SmackDown. Reluctant to admit it, Roman had his ass handed to him while fighting Solo and the new Bloodline. Even worse, War Games was coming soon, and he didn't have a fifth member for his team.

So, in a last ditch effort, Roman picked up his phone and spoke to the Siri. "Call The Wiseman." He hoped Paul would at least pick up.

And to his demise, an automated voice came through. "This number you have reached is not available. This is a recording."

Roman let the phone dropped from his hand, dread filling his features as he covered his face with his hand.