As the ref counts, Korvayne yells at her posse to knock Charlie off her. To help her. But they are too busy enamored with Samael Dyson and his pretty new Universal Title. Thankfully Charlie's horrid body odor from years if not decades of missing baths plays in her favor, because lo and behold, he is so smelly that it rots the legs of a nearby mini billboard. It topples over on top of him, knocking him around enough for Korvayne to kick out.

"Damnit Charlie!" She's fuming. "You know what? How about a truce? Here.. look.." She motions to a large building on Edgecrusher's streets. "I'll reserve this building just for you. I'll even make a big mural in your honor across the side of it. Deal?"