The scene opens up inside that of a car, which pulls up into the parking lot at a McDonald's and parks. Alicia is driving while Dorito sits in the front seat, side of his head pressed against the window.

Dorito: What are we doing stopping here?

Alicia: I've gotta pee.

Dorito: Fine.

The engine being shut off, she unbuckles her seat belt and gets out of the car. Bending over, she pops her head back in.

Alicia: We've been driving for a couple of hours now. Why don't you get out and walk around a bit.

She then backs up, shutting the door, and walks toward the entrance door of the restaurant.

Dorito: McDonald's. This is Ronald McDonald's place. Maybe I could use a little walking.

He unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out of the car, pushing the door open, and shutting it behind him. The rolling camera gets out of the car as well and follows behind Dorito as the sun shines above as Dorito walks toward the front door. He enters the first door, then walks over the doormats before pulling open the second door to enter the restaurant. The few older people sitting about inside expectingly all look over to see the new person entering the place. Dorito walks halfway across, and stops to look up at the menu above the front counter where there's an old woman awaiting behind a register.

Old Woman: I'll help you when you're ready to order, sir.

Dorito: What's the use of shoveling this unhealthy, fattening crap down our throats when we dream about being thin, athletic, rich, and famous?

Old Woman: Ummm, I'm not sure if I can help you with that, although you do seem to be pretty good looking, hehe.

Dorito: Sure you may, just turn around, and go do something else because I'm not going to order anything. Considering that damned clown is out buying Pain Express' home, or that's what some rumor Alicia heard earlier today while she was on the phone. If it's so, some idea Mackenzie had cause it's happened to me before. And I've seen others do the same thing. So lame.

Old Woman: Umm, could you keep the swearing to a nil, sir?

Dorito grins as he starts looking around and turns around to go face to face with a plastic standup cut-out of Ronald McDonald, displaying the current kids' meal toys.

Dorito: Clown. Go ahead and entertain me, that's all you're meant to do. Tomorrow night, it's me and you, in the ring. ..You believe I don't respect you? Well, you're right. I wouldn't gloat over beating Peccant, cause it's like masturbating, anyone can do it and it's not very hard to do.

Old Woman: You best not be masturbatin' over there!

Dorito looks over his shoulder a little, then suddenly punches Ronald in the face and kicks him low. Dorito then bends over and picks Ronald up and drops with what would be a backbreaker. The toycase breaks off and smacks the ground, the plastic keeping it together. Dorito stands back up, pulling Ronald back up, and whips him the couple of feet into the front counter where it hits the wall, and Dorito hits a quick dropkick to the knees. Ronald tips over and falls to his chest, the yellow back of the display facing up.

Dorito: I knew clowns had more than just some yella' streak down their back.

Dorito then grabs Ronald's feet, and snaps the display as he applies a boston crab as the old people sitting around in the lobby all watch on.

Old Woman: What are ya doing?! You gonna give me a heart attack! What did that clown ever do to you?! *cough*

Just then, Alicia walks out of the restroom and takes notice and comes jogging over as Dorito hangs onto the crab with one arm and punches the knee with his free hand. She grabs him and tries pulling him off.

Alicia: What are you doing?! Get off and let that thing go!

Dorito relents, letting the plastic cardboard standup go as Dorito backs up a couple of feet, Alicia pushing him back.

Alicia: Go back and get into the car, now!

Dorito: This isn't over clown! You're biting at the bait and I'm...

Dorito just trails off, catching himself as he suddenly turns about and heads toward the doors to walk out. Alicia turns back as some crew person walks up front.

Crew Guy: Woah! Dude! What's like, goin' on up here, Gladys?

Alicia: I'm sorry, terribly sorry for all of this. Here, I'll pay for the damages of my absent-minded brother. It's just been a year since he got out of prison and he's supposed to wrestle this...oh, nevermind. Here you go.

She pulls out a few fifty dollar bills from her pocket and drops it on the counter, and starts to back up.

Alicia: Sorry, so terribly sorry. Have a nice day.

She goes to walk out as Dorito is seen getting into the car outside when he suddenly takes notice of a foldout advertisement of Ronald standing in the grass by the sidewalk. Dorito shuts the door behind him and starts to walk toward it, throwing his arms out and seemingly talking to it as Alicia takes notice.

Alicia: Oh no...

She runs out the doors and jogs toward Dorito who runs and spears Ronald outside as the camera fades out.