Darcy is walking along a dirt path as she is deep in thought. She sighs softly before speaking.
Darcy: I knew I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have argued with the ref. I should have kept my calm. I know better than to argue with the ref, but I got in over my head, I let my emotions get the better of me. I know not to do it again. I am better than that, no matter what anyone thinks. If people want to take the easy cheap win, that shows how pathetic they are. It shows they are cheap, worthless assholes.
She growls lightly under her breath before talking again.
Darcy: As for Keoni, you typical everyday run-of-the-mill Samoan. Seriously, you see one, you see them all. They are nothing special and are all the same. Basically a yawn, rinse, and repeat. Dude, you can try to act all big and bad, mention you got the isle behind you, and shit, it doesn't matter. You hear it once, you hear it a lot. It makes no difference in the ring and I will be showing you that. Be ready.
Darcy keeps walking, before turning a corner and disappearing behind some trees.