(The scene kicks off in the arena's parking lot, where Stacy Keibler is seen, wearing her usualy black and white low-cut business suit, walking towards her car. She digs around in her small black purse, which is hanging from her shoulder, looking for her car keys. She finally fnds them, and raises them above her head, pressing a button. The car beeps, unlocking, as she comes closer, putting her arm back down. She's just about to open the Driver's side door, when all of a sudden Michael Cole comes running towards her. He stands at the other side of the car, looking at her, as she returns his gaze, obviously mad her leaving got interrupted.)

>>>Michael Cole<<<

Thank God I caught you before you left, Stacy, I need an interview... Please...

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Look Cole, the only way you're gonna get an interview is if you get your butt in this car to do it. I have to go pick up some food for the guys and meet them at the gym, and I can't, I repeat, can't, be delayed...

(Stacy opens her door, and gets in. Just as she starts to crank it up, Michael Cole opens the door, and gets into the car, on the Passenger's side front seat. She cranks it up, and starts to blare "Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue (The Angry American)" by Toby Keith. She snaps on her seat belt, and looks at Cole, to suggest he does the same, but Cole's to busy noding his head to the music, and looking out the window. Stacy shrugs her shoulders, more to herself, she puts the car in reverse, and slams down o the gas pedal. Cole goes forward a bit, his eyes widen, and he steadies himself, by grabing onto the doorframe, and the headboard. He reaches for his seatbelt, and puts it on, as Stacy exits the parking lot. Without taking her eyes off the road, she talks to Cole.~

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

So what's so important that I had to take you on this road trip right away?

>>>Michael Cole<<<

Where are you taking me?

~He's still pale from the way Stacy backed out, and his eyes still wide. Stacy spares a quick glance at Cole, seeing the expression on his face she laughs out loud, then turns her attention back to the road.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Well, we're going to McDonald's, and then to KFC... Just to give everyone what they want to eat. Hah. Anyways, I got to get there fast and meet the guys at the gym, so that's why i was in such a hurry... Now what is it theat you need?

>>>Michael Cole<<<

Um... Well, just an average interview... I especially wanted to get your thoughts on Stephanie... About her trying to join the nWo...

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Well first off, I absolutely have to say something about Stephanie McMahon! Steph, on my first day here, I did nothing but compliment you the whole time I gave you my attention! And not only did you then lose to Trish Stratus, but you also tried to join my stable. Well, Steph, two women in the nWo... That's just not going to work. What made her think that I would share my men, Cole? I mean, I'm not trying to be greedy, but when it comes to some wench trying to take over what belongs to me... well I don't take that sitting down! Stephanie wants a Title match the next Adrenaline, well the only way that's going to happen, is if I don't win it, since I'm facing Torrie and Rock in an Intergender match next week. But, we don't have to think much about that one, because I will walk out of that match the Womens Champion, there's no doubt! So, Stephanie, you're not going to get a Title match next week, since I'm alreayd in a match, and I'll be the woman with the Title... And I'm also sorry that you were publically humiliated by my good friend, HBK, with his turn down to you. But we can settle all of that. Either you can apologize for the attempt you tried to weasle your way into my stable, or you can get into the ring with me, anytime anywhere, and I'll show you why there can only be one Lady of the nWo! So what do you say steph? Or do you not want to get publically humiliated by the nWo, once again? So Cole, instead of thinking about her being the newest member of the nWo, think about this... The only Lady of the nWo from now, and forever on, is sitting beside you right now... You just think about that...

(Stacy raps up her ranting, as she checks in her rear view mirror, as she changes lanes.)

>>>Michael Cole<<<

Oh, I see... Okay, I now I'm brining up a bad feud here... Bu thoughts on Trish... You've stated many of times what you think of her, but have you changed your mind about any of that?

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Of course not... I will forever think that Trish is the biggest piece of trash I've ever seen Cole... She thinks she's the best at everything, but that's the whole point... She thinks, but I know... I know I'm the best at everything I do. And I know, that indeed it'll be me who becomes the first ever NCW Womens Champion! See, Coach pointed at that a lot of the people have their money on me, well there's a reason for that... The reason being that even they know that I am the best! Hell, even that Billion Dollar Bitch knows I'm the best, when it comes to getting in that ring... But, Cole, Trish is really starting to make me mad... She came out to that ring before and was a complete witch! First off, she called me a whore! Now, do I look like a whore to you?

(She pauses for a quick moment, but not enough time to allow him to reply.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

No, I didn't think so! Trish, I'm not the nWo's whore... Okay? I might be a part of the best stable in the Federation, the nWo... But there's only five whores in this Federation! I'll even count them off for you, as if you don't already know... There's Torrie Wilson, Lita, The Kat, Stephanie McMahon, and of course, the Queen of all whores, Trash Stratus! And, yeh, I do remember my thing for Vince... It's called power hungry, Trish... You should know what that feels like, since it's th reason you were with him as well... But at least I didn't crawl on all fours on the canvas of the ring... At least I didn't bark like a dog, for his forgiveness... At least I wasn't about to take off my bra, in front of all the fans, just for his enjoyment... At least I wasn't a witch to Linda! Oh, and get this, at least I didn't have icky gross stuff put all over me, by him and his stupid daughter, Stephanie... Oh yeah, I almost forgot... I don't recall bending over in front of the old geezer begging for a spanking... No, hun, that was you! So that pretty much sums up my whore theory, don't you think, Cole? But even if you don't that's okay, cuz I don't care what youthink... I know that deep inside you know I'm better than Trish, and stand a good chance against her, even if you don't think so...Anyways, here we are, let's hurry up, we still got to go to KFC...

(Stacy opens the door, and gets out of the car. Once Cole is out she locks the door. The two enter McDonald's and go straight to the casheer, as there is no line. Once up in front of the man behind the counter she whips off her sun glasses, and shakes her hair out. She smiles at him, then begins her order, as Cole stands beside her, listening. Stacy holds up her hand and counts her order off on her fingers.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Okay, let's see... I need two salad shakers and a large water, one big mac with cheese, a large chocolate shake, one apple pie, four double quarter pounders with cheese, four fries, super size...

(She turns her attention away from the man at the counter who is delivering her order to the cooks. She winks at Cole.~

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

The way Big Sexy likes it...

(Stacy laughs softly, as Cole looks confused. She turns her attention back to the guy behind the counter, as he returns to the counter, holding a tray filled with the food Stacy ordered. He holds it away from her reach, staring at her in awe.)

>>>Guy Behind Counter<<<

You're Stacy Keibler, aren't you?

(Stacy rolls her eyes, annoyed by the obvious question.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Yeah, so...?

>>>Guy Behind Counter<<<

Well, it's just that I read your interview, on owow.com, but I couldn't believe you'd actually eat this much...

(Color rises to Stacy's face, and her mouth drops in fury. Trying to keep her temper under control, she speaks in between heavy breaths.~

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Just... Give... Me... The... Food!

(The man, shocked from her tone of voice, and the look on her face, drops the tray on the counter and takes a step back. Stacy grabs the food , and nods her head towards the door, which Cole rushes to open for her, since her hands are full. Once outside, and standing beside Stacy's car, she talks to Cole.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Hey, Cole, can you get my keys? They're in the inside pocket of my jacket...

>>>Michael Cole<<<

Sure...

(Cole manuevers his arm through hers, and starts to dig inside her jacket. Color comes to his face, as he does so, aware of what this must look like. He finds the pocket, and grabs the keys, and pulls them out. Taking it upon himself, he unlocks the car, and opens the backseat door, Stacy bends over, putting the food in the backseat, unknowingly giving Cole a great view. She turns back around and snatches the keys out of Cole's hands.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Get in the car...

(Cole rushes to the other side of the car, and is in by the time Stacy is putting on her seat belt. He does the same, remembering how she backs out of parking spaces. Stacy cranks up the car, this time she turns down the volume of her radio, to better be heard by Michael Cole.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

God, can you believe the service at some of these places? Anywas, where was I? Oh, yeah, we were talking about Trish... do you actually think that I am scared of her, Cole? Do you really? If you do, you must be living in some sort of dream world, because there is no way in hell that I'd be scared of a she-male midget like her. What is she, Cole, five foot four now? I am five foot eleven, which is about seven inches taller than her... But, you know, she seems ot come up short in many area... Like looks, and talent! See, Cole, I know what it is... She's jealous of me! Although I can't blame her for being jealous of me, Cole...I am everything she's not, for one thing, I'm natural...she isn't... She's silicone stuffed, and you know it. You can so tell, Cole... She's lopsided, and ish...discolored... The shirts she wears are so nasty, Cole, I mean has she ever heard of covering up anything at all? Or is that not in her vocabulary? That wouldn't surprise me, seeing as she's not the smartest one in the bunch. Me, well, I had a scholorship to my college before I started wrestling. But, Trish... She's nothing but a lousy airhead. She has more hot air in her head than a hot air ballon... She's probably getting sick of all my trash talking... But that's all she deserves, Cole, her being trash and all. Now, she's said some pretty nasty things about me, and I don't take kindly to trashy little whores disrespecting their betters, and yes, I am her better. So when we get into the ring on Thursday, she better not be expecting an easy ride, because that is so far from what she will be getting... No, Cole... She will be getting the worse ass kicking she has ever experienced in her entire pathetic little life, and when I get done with er, there will be nothing but a trashed blonde bimbo left in the ring, and that trashed blonde won't be me, Cole, it'll be Trish. And when it all comes down, I'll be the one with the Womens Championship, not her or any of the other Divas in the match up... I guarentee you, Cole, that after I get done with Trish, she'll be nothing, Not that she was anything before I even got started with her... About the whole "Dumb Blonde" thing, Cole, she is a dumb blonde, but I am the only exception to that rule. See, she shouldn't underestimate me because if she does, she'll be very, very sorry... I may be beautiful, and I may be blonde, but that doesn't mean I'm not smart, and that also doesn't mean that I am not a good wrestler, a better wrestler than her. Which means she'll be in her favorite position at the end of our match on Adrenaline... Flat on her back. I'm going to get the 1...2...3 on her, and when it's all been said and done, I'm going to be the best, and she's going to be the loser. Face it, Cole, she doesn't measure up to me, and she never will. It's just common sense. She doesn't even deserve this match with me, I am way too good for her, and now that I know how much better I am, I am totally sure that this match is going to be mine, all mine....I am going to win hands down, fair and square. I'm sick of Trish thinking she's better than everyone else, and I'm going to teach her that there is one person she'll never be better than... And that of course is me, Cole...

(Cole, so involved in Stacy's insults, is shaken out of his trance, when he hears someone elses' voice.)

>>>Order Service<<<

May I take your order?

(Cole looks around, finally realizing they're in the drive thru of KFC.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Yeah, hi... I'd like one Family Bucket of Chicken, and a large Coke please...

>>>Order Service<<<

Okay, thankyou. That's seven dollars and eighty-nine cents. Please pull up to the first window...

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

K, thanks... Hey Cole, can you find my wallet in my purse?

(Stacy drives to the first window, and gets there just as Cole hands her, her wallet. She digs out the correct change, using a five dollar bill, two ones, three quarters, a dime, and four pennies. The person takes the money, without a word, and closes their window. Stacy drives to the second window, while complaining to Cole.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

The people here are so rude! I swear, Cole! I mean, one time, when I was with some friends in Georgia, we went to KFC, and there was a rat there in the parking lot! Ew, it was so gross! You think the people would be nice, considering that they work for a trashy fast food place, but I guess not... Hey this would be he perfect place for Trish! I'm sure she'd get along just fine with her own species... The rats!

(Cole remains silent, as Stacy grabs the feud from the man at the second window. She reaches back, and puts it in the backseat with the rest of the food. She and Cole drive on in silence, for ten minutes. Finally Stacy breaks the silence.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

So Cole... Who do you know will win the Womens Title match on Thursday?

(Cole looks nervous for a moment, but it passes.)

>>>Michael Cole<<<

Wel, if I'm to be perfectly honest, I like Trish's chances a lot -

(Suddenly Cole's voice is drowned out by the sound of squealing tires. He looks around to see that they've stopped. He looks at Stacy who looks livid. She unlocks the doors, and in a harsh tone of voice she talks.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Cole... Get out of my car, now!

(Without another word, afraid of what she might do if he argues, he opens the door, and gets out in a hurry. Stacy reaches over and closes the car door behind him. She puts the car in drive, and slams on the gas pedal, causing the car to go speeding down the road, in the direction of the gym, leaving a stunned Cole behind.)

------------ 20 Minutes Later ------------

(The camera's are focused on the nWo who are sitting around at the gym, awaiting the arrival of Stacy.)

>>>Scott Hall<<<

Why is she late? I'm hungry...

(Suddenly the door opens, and Stacy is seen with a mound of food bags in her arms. HBK, Nash, and hall, jump up to help her, before things begin to fall.)

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Sorry guys, I'll be right back, I have to call the arena...

(Scott Hall speaks with his mouth full of chicken.)

>>>Scott Hall<<<

Why?

>>>Stacy Keibler<<<

Let's just say they need tp pick up some trash I left on the road...

(The scene fades as Stacy smirks, and takes her cell phone out of he rpurse, to call the arena.)