The scene opens up with a shot of the HWA’s first couple sitting in their home villa down in Miami. The evergreen palm trees in the background and the late sunlight give the entire scene a beautiful scenery, with the sound of the ocean filling the air with a harmonious mumbling. Cecilia is sitting in a comfy garden chair, her legs crossed, her dark hair hanging down on the sides of her head, looking lovingly towards her boyfriend. Esteban is playing the guitar, softly singing a Mexican love song. From time to time his eyes seek those of Cecilia and a warm smile comes across their faces. After a while Esteban finishes the song, plays some more melodies and then sets down the guitar, walks over to his ever so beautiful girlfriend, kisses her on the cheek and walks towards the house. He motions for the camera to come with him and they enter the E-Star mansion. Esteban leads them towards the bar and pours himself a Rum and Coke, otherwise known as Cuba Libre.

Esteban: You know what I realised? That I missed home SO much. You can’t possibly believe what a feeling it was to be welcomed at Caracas Airport by thousands of people, speaking OUR language, knowing exactly what we were thinking, and they were enjoying every second of it.

Damn, it felt so good to be home, it felt so good to be with the people we love, and the more I think of it… the more I want to go back. The States are nice and all, but somehow, even here in Miami, they are missing the extra flair, if you know what I mean. I learnt to live without it, but it’s just so different from home, so different.

I just felt like letting you know what I think about this entire experience. Our meeting with the Venezuelan President was very interesting and it was nice to meet him. He’s a good guy, you know, and he just wants the best for our country, and I told him that we know exactly what he means. We told him that we were going to spread his faith and commitment within the Venezuelan population.

He asked us what we were going to do next, now that we have achieved pretty much anything here in the USA, and we told him we didn’t know. Well, we still don’t know, but we’ll figure something out. Maybe it’s time to move on, maybe it’s time to ride on the wave of success, maybe it’s time for something completely different, it’s hard to say.

Maybe it’s time to follow the call of the south. I heard my cousin still is in Mexico and apparently he’s not doing too well. He just lost his wife in a tragic accident and he seems to be losing his mind as well, slowly but steadily. Who knows what the future will hold for the Duo Infernale, who knows.

If God wants us to stay, we’ll stay, if God wants us to leave, we’ll leave.

But for now, we’re here in the HWA, here to defend our GOLD, here to defend the titles we’ve been working so hard for to get, and we won’t just give them away, oh no. I am a lover, but I’m also a fighter, and lovers and fighters never give in. And I will follow that tradition.

Any challenge will be accepted, as usual. I am your World Champion, and I expect to be challenged. I am here and I’m ready. Whoever wants of piece of me, just give me a shout and I’ll be there to deliver a first class ass kicking like only the Latin Lover can do!

Well, I’d better leave it that way, I have more important things to do, you know, wrestling is not everything for me anymore… she is.

Esteban points towards his girlfriend and then pours another drink and takes both of them onto the veranda where Cecilia is waiting. He sits down right next to her, his head on her lap, her hands gently moving through his hair, and the two watch the wide ocean as they slowly nip on their drinks. We fade out with a last shot of this harmonious couple.