Wiping the few beads of sweat that actually appeared from the former match, Bianca now stood upon the second level, one foot dangling over the edge, the other knee pulled to her chest. The audience is still quieting down from the match, a decisive victory by the HellRaiser...

"Outmatched, Outclassed, and OUT Fuckin’ Styled... "

And it got louder, the fans chanting along, they’ve heard the words many times...

"Two weeks, November Twenty Ninth, The Tag Tournament Begins. Now, as all of you know, I personally abhor Tag Team Wrestling, so why they would send me out here to tell you the details is beyond me. In the first bracket, as it is.... The Babe Squad versus Laura Parker and Alexandria Parker, Simply Divine. Oh, such an occasion calls for something special, a Brawl in the Mall. Shop til’ you drop girls...

And in the other bracket, the group known as Menopause; Peggy Christian and Americana. Let me take a moment here and say something? Who do these two think they’re fooling? My advice is go home and act your ages. Retirement fit you well... Their opponents, and the first Battling Ring Angels Tag Team Champion, The Cheerleaders, Jenny Anderson and Tina Dream, if Tina can keep up. There will be no rest... Texas Tornado Rules, I hope you geriatrics have built up some stamina by then"

Bianca adjusted her legs, switching positions and giggling, her side ached a bit but not enough to stifle her.

"Party at my place tonight... I’ll tap, you pump..."

And with that, she spun back around and disappeared into the crowd, in three weeks, all the crowns would be delivered.