Next to marrying his cousin, this probably was the worst day Quintus Cinna had in his life. He was asked on the crowded Tuscan Way if he wanted to make lots of money, have people applaud him, and be respected for his work. Of course, anybody would want that so looking at the contract Quintus Cinna was offered a tour around the Basilica Julia, before he signed up as a cook. Little did he know that when he came back to the steps and sign his name while leaning against one of the columns of the building, he wasn't signing to become a cook for those advocates and judges inside the building.

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"Get out there!" a man yelled at Quintus Cinna with a whip. Here, he was hustled out the hall of the Flavian Ampitheatre into the arena to find what a disappointment he was in. While gladiators stood around the arena with thousands of people cheering, he rushed out with a pan, bag of wheat, and a little flask of olive oil (seasoned with some exquisite flavors). The cheering briefly stopped, and everybody seemed confused- not the least of them, Quintus Cinna.

He realized what kind of predicament he was in. "Why didn't anybody tell me I was supposed to feed this many people?!"

The guard that had yelled at him earlier was about to say something but his jaw stayed open in puzzlement.

"Honestly? Who thinks I was supposed to be prepared for this?" QC raised his hand in mockery as he watched one gladiator impale another on a trident. Another thought came to his head and with a quick "oh," he realized what he had signed up for.

"I want to see my recruiter," QC yelled at anybody that would hear. "He lied to me!" The crowd laughed and cheered as two gladiators rushed toward the scrawny looking man holding his sauce pan. It didn't take much for Quintus Cinna to squeal like a small girl as he rushed around the arena's walls. The two gladiators ran after him, but one had to stop and bend down to catch his breath. He was nearly killed by a straggler.

"What do you want on your tombstone?!" yelled the gladiator just behind QC. The cook didn't bother to look back when he yelled, "Cheese and olives!" There was no way he was going to let the gladiator catch up.

When he heard no response other than gasping, he looked back to see that the man behind him had to stop for leg cramps. It was Quintus' turn to take care of the situation. Swinging his wheat bag, he knocked the guy down. With a swing by his sauce pan, the man fell unconscious. Not dead, but at least he couldn't do anything further to Quintus Cinna. He hoped that would be an example to the other gladiators. Nobody should mess with the Iron Chef.