We're backstage at Reloaded. The show is going on at this point but we see Akoni Kaulana, a.k.a. Hawaiian Superman, on his way out of the arena. He's wearing his normal street clothes (a Property of Warriors Football t-shirt, and jeans) opposed to his "Hawaiian Superman" costume. He gets stopped though by a RWA camera crew and interviewer.

Interviewer: Excuse me, A...A-Kon....

Hawaiian Superman: Just call me Hawaiian Superman, trust me, I'm used to it.

Interviewer: Right, anyway, Hawaiian Superman, can we speak too you for a moment?

Hawaiian Superman: Sure, I guess, I mean, I don't see why.

Interviewer: Well, Zone Capone has already responded to your challenge earlier in the night. We were wondering if you had time to see or hear it?

Hawaiian Superman: No, I haven't. I don't even have time to stay and watch the show, I kinda want to get back to the islands with my family, its a long flight. But I guess you can just summarize it, and I'll respond.

Interviewer: Well, he sorta made fun of you.

Hawaiian Superman: I kinda figured he would, being the Heckler and all. What did he say?

Interviewer: He made fun of your weight, calling you fat.

Hawaiian Superman: Well, I expected that. What else?

Interviewer: He made fun of the Superman Logo you wear.

Hawaiian Superman: And what else?

Interviewer: Thats about it.

Hawaiian Superman: Pfft...piece of cake.

Hawaiian Superman looks at the camera.

Hawaiian Superman: Well Zone, I guess you got my message huh? And what did you do to respond? Insult me? You insulted me? Why? You don't even know me. How the hell can you insult someone you don't even know? I mean, you can call me fat, but you don't think I've never looked in a mirror? I read somewhere you're Swiss...or Swedish...whatever...Listen mister European physical specimen of perfection, do you know how hard it is to jog off weight in Hawaii? Its hard as hell! We don't have a big ol' country where you can just jog for miles and miles! We run for awhile, and as soon as we get a good work out going, BOOM!, you at the coast. So now you have to turn around and go back, and BOOM!, your at the other coast! And in those maybe....150 steps between the East Coast and the West Coast, are at least 250 dining huts, serving grilled SPAM in pineapple sauce! How the hell are we supposed to resist that? You know why most Polynesians are big? Have you ever spear fished Zone? Probably not. I mean, you know how good it is to catch a fresh fish from the ocean, and grill it mere minutes later, and eat it in less than an hour? You'd go back to the ocean again and again and again too! Call me fat, I know I'm fat. That doesn't mean I'm still not athletic. Besides, we Polynesians are genetically disposed to being large. I mean, think about it. Rikishi? Samoa Joe? Umanga? Yokozuna? All big guys. We Polynesians aren't the most petite of peoples naturally. And the Superman thing? Yea, I wear a S on my chest like Superman. But you know where I got that nickname? From Japan, when I wrestled there. I'd jump off that top rope, delivering the Polynesian Plunge and the Japanese would say, "Look at him, he flies like a Hawaiian Superman," and it stuck. I personally like it, and have used it ever since. I don't think I'm a superhero or anything like that. It's just the character. I mean, how can you be Superman without a cape?

Interviewer: What about the mask?

Hawaiian Superman: What?

Interviewer: You wear a mask, Superman doesn't do that.

Hawaiian Superman: Yes, but when not in costume, Superman wears glasses. Do I wear glasses when not in costume?

Interviewer: I don't know.

Hawaiian Superman: *sigh* Am I wearing glasses now?

Interviewer: No?

Hawaiian Superman: Why are you answering in the form of a question? This isn't Jeopardy....forget it...no, I don't wear glasses. So I have to have something that distinguishes me in costume, and out of costume, hence the mask. Anyway. I'm sure if you heard my challenge Zone, you saw me in the ring. Have you ever seen a man my size, move like I did? Probably not. Thats why I'm a Superman. We Hawaiians may be big, but some of us can still move like featherweights. And we have the size of super-heavyweights. I don't know you Zone, obviously you're just a jokester who's been misunderstood a few times. So don't think I don't like you. I like to get to know someone first before I start to judge them. But you jumped the gun, and started judging me as soon as you heard about my challenge. You tried to get under my skin. But Zone, fat jokes just bounce off this big Buddha belly. And this Dude-rack, it's still more sexy then that "non drug"-enhanced set of pecks you seem to be sporting around.

Interviewer: Are you saying you think Zone Capone takes steroids?

Hawaiian Superman: I did not say that! You're putting words in my mouth! I'm just saying, I think maybe Zone got a shipment of Barry Bond's "flaxseed oil" is all. I never said the S word.

Interviewer: You mean shi...

Hawaiian Superman: Sssshhh...kids watch this! If theres one thing I can't stand, it's casual swearing. Once in awhile is ok. I like to say Hell, and Damn, and Tits, as much as the next guy. But sh-t, and f-ck just get thrown around way too much anymore. Thats it, for this interview. I got a plane to catch, and then a nice long flight back to the islands.

With that, Hawaiian Superman pushes past the interviewer and to his rental car, as the camera goes back to the show.