The scene opens up with Ginger sitting backstage, a dejected look on his face as he hadn't been able to get one interview for the night. As he got up to leave Madison walked up and shoved him back into the chair he had just gotten out of.

Madison: You've run out of time to impress me.

Ginger: Really ah just give me one more week, I'm sure I can think of something that'll impress you.

Madison pursed her lips in contemplation as she pondered this request.

Madison: Fine, but it better be impressive.

She turned away from Ginger and walked off out of sight, leaving him alone again.

Ginger: Ah dang i... Yes that might work..

He then ran off to put his newly formed idea in to motion, the scene cuts out to the next segment...

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Interesting...
	Not as interesting as this next match!

Big Ed vs Wrex

The camera pans to the announce team.

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Our ever so stylish, handsome, and Humble Hero gets on an elevator of the 4th floor. A few other OCW officials and talents are in the elevator but he makes no effort to make conversation with any of them. He opens his cell phone after feeling it vibrate. Our Humble Hero unlocks the phone and sees a picture message from Madison Cox. 

The photo was of her holding a banana with one hand, using the other hand for the selfie shot while winking at the camera. There was also blotches of whipped cream on the tip of the banana, as well as some on her bottom lip.

Dennis blinks several times and types back “Bananas and whipped cream seem counter productive to staying healthy. Meet me downstairs. Hungry.”

The elevator opens and out he goes to the parking garage. A black Limo pulls up right in front of him and the door opens automatically. Our Humble Hero’s cell phone has a new text which reads "seriously?". He shakes his head and takes a closer look inside the limo and sees a picture he's familiar with on the seat. 

He decides to get in take a closer look at the picture. It's of himself and Madison sleeping on the couch in their new home, covered in three Championship belts, simpler times.

Dennis: What's going on here, is this a joke?

No answer. The man starts to wonder if it's one of his ten anniversary dates (yes, she expects him to remember ten different dates. Who does that?) and he just forgot?

Dennis: Did Madison put you up to this? Am I headed to a restaurant? Something more than a banana? I hope so, I'm starving.

Still, there is no answer. Dennis sits silently in the limo for five minutes, bored out of his mind and all Our Humble Hero can do is look out the window. Finally, the elevator opens and out comes Madison looking pleased with herself.

She slides in next to him and immediately bites his ear. 

Madison: Hi!

Dennis: Hi? So where are we headed.

Madison closes the door, and it locks immediately.

Madison: Did you see me out there, tonight? Ace and that old lady stood no chance. Too slow, too weak, too urban. Anyway, where are we going? I kind of want Nachos. But like...I don't know if it's possible to eat the food without being around the people.

Dennis: …These are the questions that keep you up at night, eh?

Madison swats his shoulder and taps on the partition. 

Madison: Take us to the usual place. Italian it is. 

Dennis: Thought you wanted Nachos?

Madison: That kind of neighborhood after dark is twice as scary. We’ll get delivery...gah! I don't want them knowing where we live. 

Madison sighs and slumps back in her seat.

Madison: Surely one of our six maids can make nachos?

Dennis: ...I thought we had 'one'?

Madison: I hired five more today. The rest of the women in that group of investors have several maids. I won't be outdone! 

Dennis just blinks at her. 

Madison: The restaurant is what, thirty minutes away? More so with traffic. 

Madison rummages through her purse and pulls out a can of Cool Whip. She shakes the can while looking at him.

Dennis: No banana?

Madison: ...All out. What ever will I use instead?

Madison nudges herself closer to him. 

Madison: Want to see if I can do it until we reach the restaurant? 

Dennis: Do what?

Madison: You’ll see. But first…

Madison taps on the tinted partition behind the driver.

Madison: Uh hello?? Can you start driving? If I wanted a grandma to drive us I woulda gotten Pugh from the old folks home. 

Madison returns her attention to Our Humble Hero.

Madison: Ready?

The partition slowly lowers to reveal a scraggly haired man in the driver's seat. The side of his mouth curls into a devilish grin before responding scruffily. 

Jackson: Sure thing, Ms. Daisy. Hehehehe.

Madison: What the- ?!

Madison grabs Dennis's arm just as Jackson slams his foot on the gas pedal. The sudden pick up in speed thrusts the pair violently into the backs of their seats. 

Jackson: Enjoy your ride!!!!

Jackson suddenly opens his door and tumbles out of the speeding car. The camera view shifts to outside the Limo as the rogue vehicle races through the parking lot before smashing into a row of parked cars…