Cort begins his entrance for the match, but Dennis Black is waiting with a mic in the ring. Cort's music fades out as he stands on the ramp, annoyed at the interruption of his routine.

Dennis: Let me start off by saying that this is a well earned opportunity for you, Mr. Marshal. Tonight is a big night for you. But your focus is in the wrong place. You should be looking towards the future.

Dennis: Let me a paint a picture for you. We clash for the most prestigious Championship on Riot and absolutely destroy each other. Say that you win. Congrats! But now you're walking into Summercide with a limp. Hell, we both are.

Dennis: Because of that limp, I lose to Jacob Trance on what will be the most important night of my career... day 364 of my world title reign. Then you lose H2No, and become a transitional champion… and I lose my rematch clause.

Dennis: Sounds terrible!

The audience cheers at the mention of H20 as Television Champion. Dennis strolls over to the ropes.

Dennis: We’re both intelligent men. Neither of us want H20 beating you at Summercide, especially not for a title. So! I'm offering you a chance to … delay our match. Let's help each other stay fresh for Summercide. We can fight another night.

Cort motions for a mic from a security guard, who tosses one to him.

Cort: I am an intelligent man, Black. You, on the other hand, not so much.

He uses the flagpole to point at Dennis.

Cort: I might be a lot of things, but I am not a coward. Having your belt would make my inevitable victory over H2-hoe all the sweeter. Can you imagine how much he wants that title? How much all you drooling slobs in the audience would hate to see that title held by someone like...

He motions around his waist as the crowd boos.

Cort: … Me? It's too perfect of an opportunity to pass up, Black. We will be having our match. And I am going to kick... your...

Just as he opens his mouth to let out the last word, H2O's theme blares to life!

Cort whips around to face H2O, who comes out with a mic of his own.

H2O: Ladies, ladies, calm down. You're both pretty. You know, compared to the average sasquatch.

H2O flashes a shit-eating grin as the crowd eggs him on.

H2O: I have a vested interest in this match tonight going down just as written... like Cort said, I want that belt. And taking it from the Reagan-era flag-waving relic currently staring at me would be the cherry on top of the summercide sundae!

H2O wags his finger at Dennis.

H2O: Don't try to weasel your way out of this one. I'll be here in the crowd tonight to make sure everything goes fair-and-square. Either of you two try to banana split and you get one of these!

He slaps his thigh and points at Cort.

Cort: Oh, yeah? I'd like to see you try it! You wanna sit here and watch me win? Go ahead!

Dennis just smirks.

Dennis: If that's the way it has to be... your mistake.

He backs up to the center of the ring and raises his arms, palms out.

The crowd is hyped as H2O hops the barricade to play sentry for the match to come...

Dennis Black vs Cort Marshall

The camera pans to the announce team.

	HOLY SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!
	WHAT?

Sophia is standing by with Stacy Clark as the scene opens. Sophia looks over to the Summercide poster featuring her father. The cameraman nods, promoting Stacy to speak.

Stacy: And now, a few words from OCW Women’s Champion, Sophia.

Sophia: Thanks Stacy. You know, the more I think on it, the more it upsets me. The more it confuses me. Kat and Dupree have nothing in common! Other than...catching a case of Ortiz justice next Sunday.

The crowd roars for the women’s champion.

Sophia: If you wanted a match with me, all you had to do was ask, Kat. I'm the kind of champion that seeks out challenges, Just and Molly.

Sophia: But what you did is unforgivable. Tiffany is on the board. My father doesn't hit women ...so they're leaving it to me.

Sophia pats the women’s title around her waist.

Sophia: This will be the first time I'm walking into a defense looking to defend more than gold. I hope this was worth it, Kat.

Sophia walks off as the scene closes.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Now its personal!
	Kat is going to be in for the fight of her life!

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

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