Welcome to the Party!

The scene fades in outside of a house party, the bassline and voices from the party-goers can be heard from our vantage point. Colorful lights strobe across the veiled windows and there are a few couples who have found their way outside to the lawn that has litter strewn across it. Suddenly, the front door swings open. Just as they had the night of Black Waltz, Dion Arcana and Devin Bravo walk out of the door. The two carry red solo cups whilst wearing gym shorts, cut-off t-shirts, and flat brim hats that Dion wears completely backward, while Bravo has his angled to his right. The two wear broad grins as they make their way towards the camera

Dion: "Ladieeeeeees and gentlemehhhhhhhn! My name is Dioooooooooooon 'The Fooooooooooool' Arcahhhhhhhhhhhnahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Devin puffs his chest as he waits for Dion to introduce him.

Dion: "And this is my partner Deviiiiiiiiiiin 'The Al-'"

Devin cuts him off and looks a little disappointed.

Devin: "Dude. We talked about this. There's no 'the' in my nickname. It's just 'Alpha.' Devin 'Alpha' Bravo."

Dion: "Oh, my bad, bro. A'ight. I gotchu. *Ahem* And this is my partner Deviiiiiiiiiiiin 'Alphaaaaaaaaaa' Brahhhhhhhvooooooooooo"

Some of the people in the background clap, some looking confused, others amused, and the rest seem to have become jaded from these antics, though everyone seems to smile and laugh all the same.

Devin: "Muhhhhch better"

He nods his approval and uses his free hand to slap his friend on the back.

Dion: "We are Guerilla House Party! Here to bring the party back to professional wrestling!"

Devin: "Professional wrestling has lost the excitement that it used to have, the flavor, the fun!"

Dion: "So we're going to roll into pro wrestling and surprise them with the amount of hype and party that we bring!"

The two of them fist bump without taking their eyes off the camera. Both wear confident smirks. Dion tilts his head back some while Devin cocks his to the side. They hold this pose just long enough for it to become uncomfortable. They finally drop their arms and Dion turns to Devin

Dion: "Should we call an Uber?"

Devin: "Bro, this is our house."

The two turn and start to walk back towards the door and the camera slowly pans upward

Dion: "Oh. Yeah."

The camera fades out to the baseline of Burn the House Down by AJR with the text Guerilla House Party on the screen.