It was midnight in Hell within the ring of Pride and Wally Wackford, or Wally, was on a short stroll. He wasn't paying attention to where he was going, but rather yet how well he was twirling his cane with a single hand. As he was walking, he tripped on a rock and basically face planted onto the sidewalk, his cane sliding forward and away from him.

' Owww! I say, OWWWW! '

He wobbly raised his head from the sidewalk, his vision a slight blur. Wally quickly and violently shook his head before looking forward to find his cane.. only to see you handing it to him.