Practice Match [any male superstar]

Travis was in the ring, practicing a few roundhouses and hay-makers he learned years ago. He noticed the door to the gym open.
"Hey!" He barked, not even looking at the person. He wasn't in the best mood.

"talking to me?" baki turned around asking throwing a practice dummy to the floor "talking to me?" he raised his brow

"don't start, that commercial wasn't even relatively funny."
Travis said, turning to look at Baki.

"commercial?" he asked not knowing what he was talking about "forget it lets just spar these dummys keep breaking and i want to test my skills" he said challenging his opponet