We now go to the center of the ring where GM Jack is standing alone with a mic.

Jack: Now tonight we've had to make some tough sacrifices so Turmoil can continue its march towards dominance. Oh who am I kidding? Tonight I fired a bunch of has beens, never weres, and utter failures. Why? To make Dennis Black and myself rich. Why? Because we can. Why? Because we're better than you. Why? Blow me America, that's why.

Jack: I was almost done trimming the fat when I saw something earlier tonight that disgusted me. Cactus Gauge, my former protege, failing once again to climb above mediocrity.

Jack: Cactus, I don't know where I failed you but you have without a doubt been the greatest disappointment in my career. You have the physique, you have the moves, you have the charisma, you almost have it all. Almost...

Jack: Cactus, I don't think you have a brain. Scratch that, Cactus I know you don't have a brain. If you stayed by my side you could be my personal assistant. You could be Mr. Black's sparring partner. You could carry our bags, arrange our groupies....

Jack: You could have had it all my man. But what did you do? You forgot your place. You decided to have morals and leave my side. Well guess it where it got you big boy? The unemployment line! Cactus Gauge, it brings me great pleasure to say, you're fired!

Sections of the audience wearing Gentleman’s Club shirts begin to fill the ring with trash.

Jack: There's one more though. This one, this one really sticks in my craw. Seb! You miserable pikey twat. Seb, you should be standing at my right hand. You wouldn't be a bitch like Cactus, oh no Seb, you'd have a real spot at the table.

Jack: But where have you been Seb? You watched me take over the company and yet did I get a thai whore as a congratulations on the new job jack? NO! Did I get a speedball with a touching note attached? NO! Seb, all my dreams have come true, yet one of my dearest friends doesn't even have the decency to get me high and offer his support?!?!?!

Jack: Seb, are you trying to insult me? Did I anger you somehow? Did I hurt your feelings? Because the way you've been acting the last few weeks as certainly hurt mine.

Jack: So Seb, it breaks my heart to do this... I feel like I'm having to put down Old Yeller here... But Seb... You're fi......

Jack pauses

Jack: Seb! You're fi... fir.... fi..

Jack slams down his mic in anger before pacing the ring a few times. He collects himself and picks up the mic once again.

Jack: I can't do it Seb! Not like this! You hurt me too badly... So here's what I'm going to do Seb. I'm going to make you beg for your job. Now I don't want you to just come out here and grovel. That would be too easy. Next week, you and me, in my ring. If by some miracle you pin me I'll let you keep your job. But if you can't pin me, well you and Cactus can try giving handjobs behind the Wawa. See you next week buddy.

***

The camera pans to the announce team.

	People are losing their jobs, I hope we aren't next.
	You and me both buddy.

	Well while we are still on the air lets see what Solomon can do against The Orphanage.
	I'm hoping for the best but expecting the worst.

The Orphanage vs Solomon & ???

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Wow that was intersting.
	Just as I expected.

The scene opens inside Sophia's home, as Sophia is finishing up an exercise routine for a potential workout video. Just then, the doorbell rings. Expecting it to be her Amazon order (which can be accessed via HausofHoot.com, of course), Sophia rushes to answer it. As she flings the door open, she is met with a surprising sight, as she sees a very disheveled looking Madison standing at her doorstep.

Sophia: Uh, Oh… hi! Uh… what are you doing here? Are you ok? 

Madison peeks from behind her mascara and tear stained tissue forlornly and throws herself into Sophia’a arms, sobbing uncontrollably. 

Madison: OH SOPHIAAAAAAA!! (Continues to sob loudly) ITS BEEN WEEKS!! I THOUGHT DENNIS WOULD HAVE COME BACK AROUND BY NOW BUT-BUT-BUT--------

Madison pauses briefly to look up at Sophia before burying her face back in her arms to sob some more. 

Madison: HES NOT COMING BAAAAAACK, IS HE???

Sophia looks around awkwardly before she hesitatingly pats Madison on the back. 

Sophia: There there, come on Madison! It's gonna be ok. Here, come in. 

Sophia leads Madison in and sits her down on the couch. Madison plops down and pulls out more tissue. 

Sophia: Madison- you gotta snap out of it. Like now! How are you gonna let him affect you like this?? YOU? 

Sophia: It's time you learned the W.E.P.A. method, Madison.

Madison: The W.E.P.A. method?

Sophia: Yup! When times are tough, when I've got an issue, I follow some very important steps that I like to call The WEPA method. 

Madison: Ohhh, so that's like an abbreviation for something right? OOH! Let me guess.

Madison: Wine. Empanada. Pamper. Assault. -Right??

Sophia: Uh, nooo- 

(Madison cuts her off)

Madison: I LIKE IT!! Welp, seeing as how I'm waaaay past stage one ‘Wine’, and I have no idea how to make empanadas- I'm assuming you do- let's get to the best part. PAMPER!!

The doorbell rings again as if on cue, as Madison hops up and obliges to answering the door herself. She opens the door and allows a random stream of moving people in, carrying a bunch of boxes all labeled “Property of Madison Cox”. 

Sophia: Uh what the hell? Whoa be careful where you're putting that! Madison! 

Madison opens one of the boxes and pulls out a picture of herself. She puts it in one of Sophia's picture frames, taking it upon herself to replace a recent picture of Sophia with her father Nate Ortiz that was once inside it. 

Madison: Oh Sophia! I'm so lucky to have a friend like you! Opening up your home to me like this in my time of need! I knew when you had told me you'd be there for me that I could count on you! 

Sophia thinks to herself: That's not what I meant…

Madison: I promise, I won't bug you at all! I'll be as quiet as a mouse! You won't even know I'm here.

Sophia: Ok… ok! Just… respect my stuff!! Leave Belty alone… DON'T BE OBNOXIOUS. That's all I ask. 

Madison: Oh I promise!! 

Madison nods in agreement as she begins redecorating her section of Sophia's living room. 


Scene ends.

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