Live from TERMINAL 5 in NYC

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hello and welcome to the Saturday edition of Turmoil.
	I am Randy Rice.

	And I am Tom Sanders. It's good to have you back on the show Randy.
	As long as them freaks don't come anywhere near me, we good.

The scene opens with Turmoil's leading lady staff member, Stacy Clark, standing beside the real underdog of the roster, Jimmy Henry.

Stacy: Well Jimmy, tonight sees you return to the Turmoil ring against Austin Lee. How are you feeling?

Jimmy: Excited. I'm keen to get back into the ring and make my Turmoil debut for the season. Last week was a bit of a letdown with The Sham or Jazz Diamond or whatever the hell he calls himself.

Stacy: How do you fancy your chances? I mean, you have been out of the ring a few months, and you didn't do too well in the tag match at Certified Greatness.

Jimmy: Inspiring as ever, Stacy, thanks. We will just see what happens. I'm desperate to beat Austin, him and B-17 have been poisoning the atmosphere round here lately. Talking a lot of trash, time to shut him up.

Stacy: And what's this talk of a gentleman's agreement between you 2, for this match. Apparently you won't be hitting each other in the face, or touching each other's hair?

Jimmy: Let's just wait and see what happens.

Jimmy looks bored with Stacy's tedious lines of inquiry.

Stacy: Last week we saw you and Joe Zhivago hanging out, are you guys some sort of team now?

Jimmy: No no, it's just nice to have acquaintances in this business. Sorry Stacy, look, I gotta go get ready for my match. See you around.

Jimmy abruptly walks off-screen as the scene fades to Tom Sanders and Randy Rice.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That match is going to be good.
	Yeah I am looking forward to it.

	Up next we have Malu facing...
	Jett Draven and it's next.

Malu

vs

Jett Draven

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Bam!
	Serves him right!

Seb Abbott made his way through the backstage area slapping interns on the arse as he passed them. One particular intern took offence to this and began berating Seb for sexual harassment.

Seb pushed the intern away and continued walking towards the locker rooms before being bumped by a young woman with dark curly hair who was carrying a gym bag.

Seb instinctively cupped his hand and slapped the newcomers butt.

The young woman whirled on the spot and grabbed Seb by his top knot style ponytail stopping him in his tracks.

Seb: What the hell woman!? I always slap the arses of the interns and new talent.

As Seb said this, Dustin White and his thick Courvoisier walked past both receiving a slap on the arse, the Courvoisier looked horrified and shocked. Dustin just brushed it off as they continued on.

Seb: We're like a really dysfunctional family see.

Young woman: Aye you must be Seb Abbott. The Pig Man of Turmoil.

Seb: And you are?

Young woman: I didn't say.

And like an Irish snake she struck, grabbing Seb by the balls with a vicious squirrel grip forcing the colour to fade from Seb's face and his eyes to bulge out of his skull.

To make matters worse Joe Zhivago enters the scene in time to witness the new girl cupping Seb's balls. Seb started to get paler while Joe turned red in the face.

Joe: What the hell is going on here Zoe??

The woman turned her head to smile mischievously at Joe.

Zoe: Oh nothing much... Just introducing myself to Seb here, right Seb?

She was still clutching Seb by the balls as he nodded wordlessly in agreement, hoping she wouldn't tighten her grip.

Zoe: Anyway, I'd love to stay and chat some more but you know places to be and all.

She gave Seb a playful wink before letting go of his pomegranates and skipped off down the corridor. Joe called out for her to stop, but she ignored him vanishing round a corner.

Joe turned his attention back to the Englishman.

Joe: What the hell do you think you're doing with my sister?

Seb began talking but all that came out was a pre pubescent squeak, he cleared his throat.

Seb: She’s a Zhivago? got a hell of grip on her.. Look pal, I slapped her arse thinking it was Courvoisier and things got out of control.

Seb no longer looked like a frost bitten P.O.W as the colour returned to his face, Joe just looked furious.

Seb: I might give those Tibetan whores the boot and put my eggs in her basket if you get my drift.

The Brit winked and nudged Joe with his elbow, the Scot turned a deeper shade of red. Seb made to walk away but Joe grabbed his arm.

Joe: Touch my sister and I'll end you.

Seb: Wonder if she'll let me grab her by the short and curlies? You know since she grabbed my Giggleberries and all.

The look on Joe's face was priceless, Seb pulled up his mobile phone and snapped a picture before walking away.

Joe shouted after Seb: Touch her and you will pay.

Seb waved and turned a corner leaving Zhivago alone, well apart from the stage hands and engineers going about their business.

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