Shortly after her match with Dragana, Ashley Moore finds herself backstage pacing back and forth. She groans and kicks one of the crates in frustration. 

Meanwhile, the Women’s Champion Dragana is seen against one of the walls in a cross-legged position with her eyes closed, meditating. She opens one of her eyes to see what Ashley is doing.

Ashley Moore: F*ck this, I almost had her.

Ashley Moore: This is all her fault. How can I defeat her, if I have so many problems to deal with and this little ***** is only adding herself the list.

She flings her boots in the corner. She notices Dragana meditating, her eyes closed again.

Ashley Moore: Come on, Dragana, I could have beaten you? Right?

Dragana very slowly rocks her head back and forth while smiling. 

Dragana: …

Ashley Moore steps closely to Dragana: Next time when we see us in the ring I will have my focus only on you. 

Ashley Moore: It will be the day you will hear the referee shouting three, unable to get up.

She pats on Dragana’s back as a sign of respect.

Dragana: Hmph.

The Silent Queen lets out a small laugh and shrugs while smiling.

Ashley Moore: But first there is something else I have to deal with.

Valkyrie: …

Valkyrie steps in the scene, as the two are now looking at her without saying anything. 

Valkyrie: Are you still talking trash behind my back, Moore?

Valkyrie: Didn’t Dragana teach you that being quiet will do you a lot more good? 

Valkyrie: Plus, I really think you owe me something…

Valkyrie extends her hand, with her palm open.

Ashley takes the keys to Valkyrie’s apartment out of her pocket and holds high so that Valkyrie can not reach them.

Ashley Moore: If you want them, try ‘n’ get them.

Valkyrie jumps but still can’t quite catch the keys. 

Valkyrie: Damn. This is childish. 

Valkyrie then stomps Ashley’s foot with all the power she has in her body. Ashley lets out a scream of agony while the keys drop on the floor right between the two.

Valkyrie quickly grabs them before Ashley can reach them. 

Valkyrie: Thanks. 

She then turns around and walks away. After handling her pain Ashley is about to go after Valkyrie, but Dragana steps in and gives Ashley a stern look while shaking her head. She puts her index finger up to her mouth.

Dragana: Ssssshhhhh……

With this sibilant the screen fades to black.

*****

An unknown person with a hillbilly accent: I’m not sure if I'm supposed to be here?

Security officer: I'm not sure you are supposed to be here either. Good lord what is that smell coming from you. It smells like cow...

An unknown person with a hillbilly accent: Crackers! I have been eating those from my ride here. It was a pretty long ride from Nebraska to get here. You know driving that over there.

Security officer: Nebraska and over where?

The Unknown person points to the parking lot and there lies a tractor spreader parked over a parked car with images of Mr. Sensations face plastered over the car.

Security officer: Sir you can't park there. I'm going to call for back-up.

The unknown person with a hillbilly accent: No! I’m here for the OCW. That turmoil. 

Security officer: Great a fan.

The unknown person with a hillbilly accent: There are fans for these conventions? How neat!

Security officer: You do know what OCW is right?

The unknown person with a hillbilly accent: Yeah Outside Combine Worker. And turmoil is the newly improved compost all over the Internet machine I have been clicking about. I signed up. I thought it was odd I had to add my height and weight. They also asked if I have been slammed on a mat. That I thought was strange, but they mailed me a confirmation letter say congrats you are starting on Turmoil. So I’m here!

He ends up handing the security officer to the paper of his acknowledgment and availability to enter into the arena before the show. 

Security officer: Sorry for wasting your time, Mr. Corn Rick….

Corn Ricketts: Ricketts fine sir. People call me Cobb though. 

Ricketts begins to walk through the door as the security officer stops him again 

Security officer: Ummm, Cobb you still need to move that thing.

Corn Ricketts: Oh, you can go ahead if you want the keys are inside. Those crackers I ate are going right through me. 

	Two guys trying to make a mark.
	Hope it's Sharpie.

BENJAMIN MOORE vs TAYY BRIEZZE

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He got it done.
	It's what he's supposed to do.