The scene opens backstage to show Justin Jehst sitting defeated in the locker room, seated with his head drooping, his elbows resting on his knees, half his ring gear on the bench beside him.

He looks up to see the beautiful Elsa has entered the room.

Elsa: Mr. Justin, I’m sorry you couldn’t win tonight - - -

Jehst: - - - So am I…

He wipes the sweat from his brow with a nearby sports towel.

Elsa: - - - but I have big news from Capo’s studio. They soon finish the trailer for your movie and will show it soon on Turmoil once finish. It will be great to be seeing you on big screen, Mr. Justin.

Jehst: Well, if this thing goes well it’ll certainly lift my spirits here. I’ve still got so much to learn about getting it done in the ring.

Jehst: I felt like every time I tried to engage with him, his arms were just too long, I couldn’t get on the inside and grapple with him. I think I need more game planning sessions before my matches, really have an idea of strategy going in. More spring-boarding attacks against bigger opponents, that sort of thing.

Elsa: I think that would be best; you losing badly lately.

Jehst: Such tact, Elsa… I’ve said it before but you’re lucky you’re beautiful.

Elsa: What is "tact"?

Justin shakes his head and sighs before letting out a quiet chuckle.

Jehst: Maybe I can explain it to you over a mimosa or two?

Elsa: Not tonight, Mr. Justin, I have to organise some things for movie studio. Very busy night for me, sorry.

Jehst: You can’t duck me forever, Elsa.

Elsa: There is no duck here, what do you mean “duck” you?

Justin can only let out a brief laugh as his comment is lost in translation.

Jehst: I mean, one of these days you’ll come for a drink with me.

Elsa, now realising his unsubtle flirting, blushes and comments back.

Elsa: Maybe when you win a match I’ll think about this.

She smiles as Justin covers his heart with his hand and gives an obviously feigned “ouch” expression.

Jehst: Well that alone is a good source of inspiration for the Jehst Man.

Elsa: I see you around, Mr. Justin. I need to go finish my jobs for Mr. Capo. Enjoy your mimosa’s.

Jehst: Oh I will, don’t worry about that. Bye, Elsa.

Justin watches Elsa leave the locker room before turning back to untying his boot laces as the scene fades to black.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	I love Mimosas!
	Yea you would!

Turmoil Non Tag Team Championship

DIAMOND WOOD vs CODE TERROR

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Interesting!
	You said it!

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

Ashley Moore: Now comes the moment you have been waiting for all evening:
my magnificent debut here on Turmoil 200.

Ashley Moore: I don’t come here as a cheap addition to the women's roster.
I come to revolutionize this division, to show everyone what true women’s wrestling is.

Ashley Moore: Just look at this Valentine, eeh Valkyrie… what a dumb name!
She always talks about these Norse gods...

Ashley Moore: … I swear, if I have to listen to one more dumb story about that stupid thunder god, i will beat her up so badly, she’ll end up in Valhalla for real.

The crowd is booing

Ashley Moore: There is now way i am not dominating every match here in OCW.
No one can withstand my DDT.

Ashley Moore: With the fame I’m going to bring to this company other and obviously better female competitors can find their way into this ring, so that I can have awesome matches with them.

Ashley Moore: And now i have to disappoint you because the best part of tonight’s show will end and you will have to watch… well, the rest of the card competing.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	1 more into the breach!
	The Women's division on Turmoil is heating up!

VINCENT VALMONT vs LEONHEART

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	OUTTA NO WHERE!
	Is this 2008!!

After a grueling match with Aerith, we see Flojo leaving the nurse's office after getting patched up. She’s feeling humbled and a bit disappointed at the same time.

She decides to put on her headphones to listen to her favor J-rock band; The Pillows. Suddenly, She sees Valkyrie walking down the hallway before her match against Cheryl Stixx: she appears to be writing something on a diary of some sort, while pacing back and forth

Flojo: Oh shit, it’s Valkyrie…!

Valkyrie: Hey Flojo. So you are the new headphones guy of this locker room, huh? I suggest you to turn off the music and listen to what I’m about to say on stage.

She shows Flojo her diary: there’s a poem written on it

Valkyrie: Oh, sorry, where are my manners? I didn’t even ask if you are ok.

Flojo: haha. Yeah, I'm okay. She killed my ass...

Valkyrie: You have nothing to be ashamed of: it was an evenly matched fight right until the end, it could have gone either way

Flojo: True. I gave her all I had. Probably better than the one on Riot 500. Haha just kidding.

Valkyrie awkwardly smiles without saying anything, as she looks concerned for her match later on

Flojo: sorry bout that. Guess I'm a bit loopy. Fyi, Stixx is quite fast in the ring as she is on the pole. Good luck, Valk. Ya hear?

Valkyrie: I hear you, Flojo. Thanks for the tip. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go out there and get something off my chest.

Valkyrie leaves the infirmary and proceeds full speed ahead to the stage entrance, holding her diary in her hand. She grabs a mic left on a table nearby and makes her way through the curtain, as the crowd warmly welcomes her

Valkyrie: I wrote a poem and I want to dedicate it to Cheryl Stixx. Do you wanna hear it?

Crowd chants YES! YES! YES!

Valkyrie: Alright, here we go...

Crowd bursts out laughing, as Valkyrie bows in gratitude

Valkyrie: Thank you, thank you

Valkyrie: Cheryl, I’m done playing games. You and your little Sleepover club have crossed the line and tonight you’ll find out that I’m no pushover: if you push me, I’ll push back.

Valkyrie: And I will prove to everyone here tonight, including my mom and dad in the front row, that Light shines brightest when it's surrounded by darkness.

That said, she drops the mic and returns to the backstage area.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	HAHAHA, I LOVE IT!
	Yea you would! Coward!

We move backstage to the hustle and bustle of a very busy Turmoil 200. Gene continues to hastily pace down the halls, looking for interesting material.

As she wanders around a corner, she bumps into an arm connected to a taller man off screen. A familiar voice swings around angrily, before cutting off at the sight of Gene.

Gene: Oh… I’m sorr.. Wait!

Quartz: GENE??

Gene: uuhhh Heeyyyy, Care for an interview? I’m hosting Speak Easy for my boyfriend Capo...

Quartz, standing in front of her in a bulky white coat, pulls his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES off of his eyes, hits Gene with a forced grin and responds in the only way he knows.

Quartz Gene? Well gaaaah’ dammit. You might be just what I’m looking for.

Gene: Hey Q...Yes, we meet again!!

Quartz: Well, it’s very nice to meet me again isnt it Gene?

He condescendingly leans over and extends his hand to Gene.

Gene: --embarrassed and feeling awkward--

Quartz Ha! Don’t worry, I’ve been starstruck before too, don’t be embarrassed..

Gene laughs it off and begins to ask a question before Quartz cuts her off immediately

Quartz: Yeah… It’s very nice to see you again. You said you’re in with who? ‘Capo’? Well, I wouldn’t disrespect a lady, but I don’t know who that is. Obviously, he must have told you I arrived on Turmoil…

Quartz begins to peer around the area, noticing it slightly different from his usual RIOT surroundings. He flips his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES back on his face…

Quartz: ...little too bright for me. Haha!

Gene ...Sorry, It must be all DIAMONDS Capo purchased me. No Quartz over here baby!!

Quartz grin disappears and he glares down at the excited reporter. His arrogance has suddenly flipped off like a switch. He pulls his PRISTINE GLASSES off of his face once again, a serious stare hidden behind his eyes, He speaks down to Gene in a softer, deeper voice.

Quartz: ....So what is it that you wanted from me?

Gene: It’s so exciting to have a Riot wrestler here! Speaking of… What brings you to Turmoil 200!?

Quartz: Well, Gene… I’m here simply as a fan. Don’t worry, you can tell ‘Capo’ and the rest of the ‘talent’ that I won’t be causing any trouble.

Quartz: I think I can subdue Qu-- myself for the night. I’ve got some people I need to speak to over here.

Gene: Gotcha…..Do you think Turmoil 200 will be as big as Riot 500?

Quartz: I certainly hope so. That’s part of the reason I’m here, Gene. You see, OCW is a biiiig, big place. You need friends on every corner, dear.

Quartz places his hand on his chin, seemingly in thought… before breathing in heavily and closing his eyes for a few seconds.

Gene: That’s very true… Hey! You won your match on Riot 500, so you can tell me this! Here on this stage, how important is a win tonight?

Quartz: Riiigghht!

Quartz awakes from his trance and returns to his chipper, almost obnoxious attitude.

Quartz: Stacey, if I could offer any advice to these fresh faces back here, it would be to watch my matches. In fact, that would be the best advice for anyone here!

Quartz: ...Of course, we know that Riot is the superior show, that goes without saying, right #Austin?

The crowds boos intensify.

Quartz: What? Was it something I said?

Gene: … Uhm, I’m Gene...?

Quartz: Haha! Right, Gah’ dammit… The spotlight will get to you, Gene. Keep up the good work.Anyways, winning on Turmoil 200 and giving all of these wonderful people what they paid for should have been the goal from the start!

Gene: I appreciate the advice sir!

Quartz: It’s these stages that we’ve all worked for, no matter the brand. I can’t wait to see what this show has to offer. Honestly, it’s the first time I’ve ever seen it! What better place than the 200th edition, right Gene!?

Gene: Yes sir!! Its turning into an amazing show!

Quartz: Maybe, maybe I can find someone here worthy to share a ring with me in the future! You never know, these smaller promotions can sneak up on you!

Gene: So what's in store for the fans this summer. We gonna see you at Lution?

Quartz: Great question, Gene.

[Quartz’ theme begins to ring quietly as he reaches into his khaki pockets to fish out his cell phone. He looks at it for a moment before holding a finger up to poor Gene and walking away.

Quartz: Hey! What do you want now, gah’ dammit!?...

Quartz disappears behind a door a short distance away, as the camera cuts back to Gene, the crowd popping as Quartz leaves view, leaving Gene.:

Scene closes as Gene still has found no signs of Austin Lee …..

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Vintage Quartz!
	What the hell do you mean vintage? He has been here 2 months!

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