**The scene opens to reveal Zyliss and Strong Bad sitting across each other in their locker room. Zyliss is in his street attire of a tee shirt, denim jeans, and a worn out pair of shoes. Strong Bad is in... well, what he always wears! A pair of black jeans, red boots, boxing gloves, no shirt, and a Mexican wrestling mask. (don't believe me? Click here

The 2 seem to be in a dazed state as they just stare at each other. Then, Strong Bad breaks the silence.**

SB: I can't believe you didn't listen to me man. I mean that was like, betraying me or something.

Zyliss: What are you talking about?

SB: Didn't I tell you not to be winning your first match? Now everybody's gonna think that you'll keep winning- and if you don't live up to those expectations, their gonna hate you.

Zyliss: So?

SB: So?! SO?! This... sport... is all about what they want from you- and if you can't give it to them, they'll kill you or something. And then what? Then all the sexy ladies are going to go for like, Sal Paradise or something. Ugh. Anybody but me.

Zyliss: It ain't that I don't care, but I don't think they're gonna hate me if I lose a match. Hell, I don't even know if they like me or not anyway. Besides, I don't think me losing is gonna affect the ladies liking you.

SB: Man, you really need to learn.

Zyliss: Learn what? I beat Steve Hawkins, that's all that matters. This week I'm gonna face the newest guy Cocaine. And I'll beat him too.

SB: Learn that the sexy ladies belong to me! If they start goin' for Sal Paradise, man, that's it, I'm out.

Zyliss: O...kay?

SB: It's like that one time I got that email from Ali and Ali's sister. I could have kids with those two right now, but my stupid computer deleted the email man. And, in that theoretical sense, you losing now is like... like a bunch of emails from Ali and Ali's sister being deleted on accident. You don't want that to happen.

Zyliss: So basically, you want me to keep winning now, so that you keep getting the ladies?

SB: This is true. Allow me to demonstrate with one of my bogus mathematical thereoms.

**Strong Bad grabs a piece of chalk out of his bag. He walks over to a wall and begins scratching away on it, explaining as he does so.**

SB: You see, the Winning factor, R, is equal or lesser than the sexy ladies all over me factor, X, divided by the losing factor, Y. So R divided Y is equal or lesser than X. In other words, the more you win, the more ladies I get. The more you lose, the less ladies I get. So ya got that Zyliss?

**Strong Bad walks back over to his bench and sits down. Zyliss just stares in disbelief of what he just saw.**

Zyliss: That made no sense what-so-ever.

SB: No, no it didn't, did it?

Zyliss: Huh?

SB: What?

Zyliss: What?

**The scene fades to black as these two continue back and forth with "What?"**