Nicholas was currently hanging out on the balcony of his suite in New Horn City. He was currently waiting for his next race that'd be hosted at the Red Vine Speedway that was located within the city. He glanced down at the vehicles driving on the road. He stared at them for sometime before he dramatically raised his left hand in the air, "You will know the glo-". Nicholas paused as he noticed his phone was ringing with the tune, "Let's Make Lots of Money." It was the ringtone of one of his Agents.

Nicholas answered the phone, "Donny whatcha got for me?" Nicholas nodded his head, "Game Show huh? FIR you say, how much?" Nicholas beamed as he did a celebratory fist-pump with his free hand. "Donny you make me so happy! And any media gigs to talk about my heroism against those mutant "supernatural" freaks?" Nicholas nodded, "Schedule it for a Thursday. I'm busy the day you told me they wanted." Nicholas listened to his phone as he said "Well it was great talking to you. Keep getting me cash buddy!" Nicholas hanged up the phone.

He again looked down at the cars, "Well if any of you monsters are out there, I shall descend upo-" Nicholas was interrupted by another loud ding coming from his phone. Quickly Nicholas Grey scrolled through the message, noting the address of 21st and 7th Street. Once more Nicholas stared down at the cars below as he started up again. "Well if any of you monsters are out there, I sha-"

Once more he was interrupted in his monologue, this time by a knocking at his door. He went into the suite proper as he closed the door to the balcony. He opened the door as he saw a cart being wheeled in, "Your room service sir. Veal and Lobster." Nicholas rubbed his hands together, as it was moved in fully. Nicholas shut the door as he took the knife and began cutting into the veal, "But first GRUB." He grabbed the remote and began flicking through channels. The news was boring as it didn't feature him. He kept flicking channels until he came across footage from his previous race. "Now that's a handsome stud!" Nicholas declared as he saw himself on the television with the trophy. 

Sure he was called up for helping out in someway, probably taking down spooky stuff. But Nicholas could not resist the charm that was the televised Nicholas Grey, and he could surely spent a few moments basking in the memory of getting to Victory Lane just a few days ago.