Basco walks out of Floyd's office.
Basco: Ugh, where does he expect me to find a trainer? I swear Floyd knows how to piss me off when I'm at my lowest like no one else.
Abdullah: I can train you. Who better to learn from than the best?
Basco: Nevermind, I forgot there's someone worse than Floyd.
Abdullah: Glad to see you too. Do you want my help or not?
Basco: Last time I did anything with you things didn't really go too well for either of us.
Abdullah: Well it's not like you really have any other chose. It's not like I can do anything like that ever again. Promise, trust.
Basco thinks for a few seconds in silence.
Basco: Where are we going to train?
Abdullah: My state of the art home gym of course.
They return to Abdullah's mansion and head to his basement. The place is dark and covered in dust.
Abdullah: Ahh, haven't been down here in a while. Now. Let's get to work.
Abdullah swings on Basco but he dodges it.
Basco: You're rusty.