[The scene kicks off inside of a small mall in the state of Alabama. The camera's are in a store featuring Gothic and other alternate clothing styles. The store's almost completely empty except for one man in the front, sporting a blue mo-hawk and a 'Korn' t-shirt over Tripp Bondage pants, and two girls in the back. Zooming in to the two ladies you see Daffney Unger, from World of Wrestling, and a friend of hers that is unrecognizable to the camera's. Daffney is wearing a hotpink hair, a black fishnet top over a spaghetti strapped black tanktop, and baggy black pants with hot pink zipper pulls. The girl next to her has long black hair, coming down to the middle of her back, and it has blue streaks in it. She's wearing tight jeans that are ripped at the knees and frayed at the bottoms, and a shirt that says, "Boys Smell." The girls are going through a rack of hanging shirts, talking to one another.]

-|+| ~×°×~- Unknown Friend -~×°×~ |+|-

Sooo... You said work was going good?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Yup, pretty well so far, any ways, really it's just begun so it's a little soon to tell. But the Federation is really well set up, and the Superstars hold amazing talent. Take Gail Kim for example, as much as I hate to say it, the bitch has talent. I mean okay, you have to have some talent to beat them all and get the Womens Champion, but that doesn't mean she has all the talent in the world, or as much talent as me, for that matter. She thinks I'm just a rookie, please, I've gone further in all of my Federations than she has. I mean the Cruiserweight Championship holds so much more honor than the Womens Title. But you know what, Sammie, a Title's a Title and I'll take what I can get.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

Yeah, Gail Kim... That name sounds familiar...

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

That's because I was talking about her to you last night, when we made the plans to go shopping.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

Oh yes, I remember... Gail Kim, she's the bitch that you're gonna beat on that show, Raw I think. Her Title's gonna be on the line you said, right?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Yup, it's on the line, and you can bet your sweet little ass that I'm gonna capture it Monday night. What kind of name would I be giving myself if I let that little shrimp beat me in my debut match, when I have the motivation of the Womens Title, right there?

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

True, true, but what kind of name will she recieve if an alleged rookie beats her in a match, after she's already defeated almost everyone else, and also loses the Title to that very same Rookie? I guess if she does lose to you it means she's not as good as she thought or hoped, hm?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Yeah, but when you think of it, she has so much to lose, I almost feel bad for her. On the line on Monday night will be more than just her precious Title. There'll also be her pride, dignity, and good name just sitting there waiting to be destroyed. If I beat her for the Title she's going to be lost in a sea of nothingness, because me beating her will just prove what little she really has to offer to this Federation. Me, on the other hand, I have nothing to lose. I'm facing someone who is considered to be one of the best in the business, so everyone expects me to lose. If I don't pull through this match it's just going to mean that I need a bit more training before I can compete with her. That or I just had a bad night, either way if I lose I won't be hurt nearly asbadly as Gail would if I defeated her.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

Good theory, good theory. But don't you have stuff to prove? I mean don't you think that if you lose and everyone presumes that Gail is better than you, then won't you not be considered to be as good as we all know you are?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Psh, I don't have anything to prove -

[Daffney stops talking and pulls out a shirt off of the rack. She holds the t-shirt up to her body, looking at her friend who is staring at her.]

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

What do you think?

[Daffney's friend, Sammie, wrinkles her face and shakes her head horizontally.]

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

Not dark enough.

[Daffney shrugs her shoulders and returns the shirt to the rack, as she continues to sift through them.]

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Any ways, as I was saying, I have nothing to prove. I proved myself in wCw when I won the Cruiserweight Champion, and I crawled my way to a respectable spot on the Diva's roster. If that's not proving that I'm a deserving Diva then I don't know what is. Maybe it would help people believe I deserve the Womens Championship if I do actually beat Gail, but if I don't I won't be disappointed, I'll know I just have to work harder and be more focused. Besides, Ihink Gail has some issues.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

How so?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Well, quite frankly I don't think she's right in the head. I mean just a couple of days ago I heard she was talking to herself. She was in the gym, doing her benchpressing, and someone heard her mutter my name a few times and throw in some comments as well .but she sat there, talking to herself, as if I was there. I found it odd, I mean that seems like something I would do, you know? I heard from one of the guys that she thinks she's some prize everyone's trying to get or whatever. She's not the prize, no she's definitely not what any one wants, it's the belt they're all after. It's the belt I'm after. And it's an ass kicking she's going to get.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

Calm down you, save it for the match on Monday. Oh hey, I'm getting tired of this joint, you want to get something to eat?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Yeah sure, let's head out.

[The two ladies wave goodbye to the man at the front of the store, who smiled and shook his head in form of acknowledgement. They walk off, and continue to talk as they head towards the food court.]

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

So, how's the boy department going?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

What do you mean?

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

You know very damn well what I mean, are you hooked up? Are you involved? Are there wedding bells in the air?

[Daffney hesitates before she answers]

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Well, not exactly.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

Not exactly,eh? And just what exactly is going on then, my dear Gothic Goddess.

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Well this guy, he wants me to manage him.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

And this guy is... Who?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

His name is Sinn.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

And is he hot?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Oh, well he's definitely has an attractive thing going for him.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

So where's the problem? Why haven't you said yes yet?

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Because I'm not quite sure that teaming up is a good move for me right now. I mean, it might take away my focus to achieve what I really need to get done now, you know?

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

Meh, your decision, but youknow what I would do.

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

Yes, yes, you'd say yes right away and jump into his arms begging him to take you right then and there.

-|+| ~×°×~- Sammie -~×°×~ |+|-

You know me too well. Any ways, enough about boys, I know I brought it up, but I'm ending it right here and now, hehe, tell me more about this Kim chick.

-|+| ~×°×~- Daffney Unger -~×°×~ |+|-

What more do you want to know? She's a rookie who thinks she's the Queen of the Federation just because she beat some whores and has a piece of gold over her shoulders, that she doesn't deserve, might I add. She thinks she's the best, where we all know she's not, it drives me crazy how stuck up she is! And she's just not a nice person. Like just yesterday she practically attacked a man just because he didn't want to listen to her whole fucking life story. She thinks all I am is a suicidal Gothic chick. Gothic, oh yes, suicidal, no, but the pain I plan on inflicted upon her will drive her to suicidal contemplations Sammie, I'll promise you that one. She's just another one of those pretty faces, the kind that talk the talk but don't at all walk the walk.