As Smackdown! rolls on, CM Punk, the current United States champion, is seen walking backstage. Just as he is about to turn a corner, someone puts an arm out and stops him.
Cody
Hold it for a second.
Punk looks down at Cody's hand then looks back up at Cody, he laughs.
Punk
You know, I thought coming over to the WWF would mean that I wouldn't have to see you anymore.
Cody nods his head.
Cody
So did I, but it would seem are paths are destined to connect, old friend.
Punk
What do you want, Rhodes?
Cody smiles.
Cody
I don't want anything, Punk. Well, that's a lie. I want some of your time.
Punk smirks.
Punk
After losing that WWF title match, I thought you would go into hiding. But here you are, showing your face, I guess that's enough to earn you some of my time.
Cody gives off a fake laugh.
Cody
Good one, you always were the comedy act of the group.
The two superstars stare down each other before Cody speaks up again.
Cody
Look, I'm not here to fight you, to talk about Dolph or to gossip about which diva is dated who. I'm here to talk to you about that.
Rhodes points the the title hanging over Punk's shoulder.
Cody
I've just been informed that in four weeks time, at the biggest party of the summer, I'll be given a shot at the United States championship!
A pop can be heard from the arena as Punk lowers his head.
Cody
Cheer up, pal, it's not all bad, well. . .for you it is. . .not for me.
Punk raises his head and sighs.
Punk
Is this what you came here to do? Tell me how I better 'keep the title warm for you' or 'watch my back'?
Rhodes shakes his head.
Cody
Come on, Punk, you know me, I'm not THAT generic.
The two once again stare at each other before Rhodes cracks a smile.
Cody
I got a match to get to. . .I'll see you later. Oh yeah and. . . Keep that title warm for me.
Cody then winks and walks off, leaving Punk to think.
