As Kali-Anat left, Speed's music popped as a grinning Speed Freak came out from the curtains. Posing for a second at the front of the ramp he finished and began running down the ramp before making a huge leap and landing on the edge of the ring. Running a hand through his mask as he tightened it, he jumped onto the ring-ropes and landed into the ring.

"What's up, McLoving. Kizmat." Acknowledging the both. He moved to the ball tumbler located near the two of them. "Wish me luck" As he moved his hand into the tumbler, fumbling around for a bit before he grabbed a ball. He tossed it towards McKain before leaning on the turnbuckles waiting for his new brand.

OOC: Number 69 please.