The scene fades to show Dragana with some sort of light directly next to her. She holds up a photo of Terra Daturas and points to it, then points it to an unknown figure. The camera pans out to reveal the same dimly lit room that Dragana and Elsa have been using to interrogate several members of the women’s roster. The latest “victim” of the interrogations is the notorious Empress.
Empress: Well, well, if it isn’t the shitty half of the Caesar family; Dragana. Where is your owner, that dumb ass Disney Princess Elsa?
Empress leans back in her chair nonchalantly, rubbing her neck and chewing on her gum with her legs crossed. Elsa appears right next to Dragana and also points at the photo of Terra.
Empress: Speak of the dumbass devil. What the hell do you two idiots want from me?
Elsa: Terra. Someone hurt her. You hurt people before. You know something about this?
Empress: Listen here Dumb and Dumber! I’m not sure I understand the point of your silly game. But, If I really wanted to hurt your trash-sniffing friend Trisha, it wouldn’t be a hospital bed she would be sleeping in right now.
Elsa grows annoyed while Dragana leans closer to Empress. Empress leans in closer to Dragana. Empress takes gum out of her mouth sticking in on the picture of Terra’s face and blows Dragana a kiss before leaning back in her chair.
Dragana: Hmm…..
Empress: I have better things to do with my time rather than screwing around with that tree-humping hippie. I’ve already got my hands full with that unicorn diaper wearing bitch named Valkyrie.
Elsa: Who to say you wouldn’t want to wage war with women’s roster? You already a few screws loose as is.
Empress reaches for Elsa’s throat, but Dragana grabs her arm just in time.
Dragana: Tsk tsk….
She shakes her head and wags her finger. Empress angrily retracts her arm.
Empress: Fuck you bitch, keep this shit up and I’ll show you crazy. What makes you think your dumb ass friend didn’t put herself in a coma just to get away from you two sacks of shit? I’ve been in this room for less than 10 minutes and I already want to kill myself from being around you two.
Elsa slowly strafes around Dragana, who is still glaring into Empress’ eyes with a look of repressed fury. She stares at Empress for a moment before retorting with an uncharacteristically combative question.
Elsa: Maybe I can be putting you out like last week when my boot hitting your chin, so you can be rid of us, no?
Empress’ brows furrow as she grows even more tired of this situation. Elsa moves closer and gets almost nose to nose with her.
Elsa: You and the other girls might be joking around about us when we not around, but trust when I say this; you don’t to be on our bad sides…
Empress: Ohhh I’m so scared. Get out of my face bitch before I reach up that giant ass nose of yours and rip out those pubic hairs and shove them down your throat.
Empress spits in Elsa’s face. Elsa’s immediate reaction is to charge toward Empress, but Dragana grabs her by the shoulders and faces her. Dragana solemnly shakes her head. Empress laughs before she heads for the door.
Empress: I’ll leave you two bitches to hug it out. Don’t waste my time like this again.
She slams the door shut. Elsa takes a deep breath, closing her eyes. Dragana walks toward one of the walls, which has a board containing photos of the possible suspects, some of them crossed out. She gets a marker and draws a star over the photo of Empress.
Valkyrie vs Lotus Flojo
As we cut backstage, a sweaty Justin Jehst is wandering the hall. His hand sits over the back of his neck with an ice pack, while his other cradles his abdomen.
Jim Black appears from off-screen.
Jim: Justin, I was wondering if I could get a word with you on your match with Code Jackman?
Jehst stops and looks at Black.
Jehst: You see my neck, Jim Bob? This was my match with "Jack-in-the-Box"!
Jim: What happened out there?
Jehst: I made too many mistakes, and out in that ring you don't get second takes. My timing was off, I never got into a rhythm. I let him take too many shots without firing back, and that’s what happens.
He winces as he slowly moves the ice pack across his neck.
Jehst: Code’s a former champion. He’s done things here I have yet to do. But I gave what I could. The most disappointing thing of all, though, Jim Beam, is that I know I can do better than that!
Again he slowly moves the ice-pack back across his neck.
Jehst: He was the better man tonight. No doubt. But, Mr Hollywood’s got desires! Mr Hollywood has goals! And I’ll be damned if I let a throw-away ‘L’ stop me from reaching my potential here in OCW!
He bends slightly, pain searing through his abdomen.
Jehst: So they can throw anyone at me; ANYONE! And I’ll give my it my best damn Hollywood-try to come out of that shining brighter than before, win or loss!
Jehst: Now if you don’t mind, Jim-Marie, I’ve got a lavender ice bath and a tray of mimosa’s waiting for me…
Before he leaves the scene he pulls the gum from his mouth, rolls it into a ball, and no-look overhead-tosses it into a receptacle on the other side of the hallway, both shocking and impressing Jim.
He then turns to the camera and winks before swaggering off-screen in discomfort.
