¤Cyrus' Office...¤
Cyrus: Oh no! OH NO! What am I going to do now!?
¤Kurt Angle and William Regal look a little worried.¤
Regal: Well perhap sir, you could just go out there and show her what Commissioner Cyrus is made of! Beat the bloody pulp out of her!
Cyrus: In this!?
¤Cyrus is still wearing his suit.¤
Cyrus: This is an expensive suit! I can't wrestle in this! It's already almost been trashed once tonight!
Kurt Angle: AHAH HAH! Good one Cyrus!
Cyrus: WHAT!?
Kurt Angle: Oh, I mean good one SIR!
Cyrus: I wasn't joking!
Kurt Angle: Oh...
Cyrus: I guess I just can't go out there and fight Stephanie. I really can't ruin this suit, I really can't. Oh well...maybe some other time.
¤Stephanie is walking by Cyrus' Office on her way to the ring and she hears what he just said. She barges in scaring all three men.¤
Stephanie: Some other time my ass Cyrus! Find yourself something to wear...something that you won't mind getting a little blood on, and get your wussy self to the ring!
Cyrus: But-
Stephanie: But nothing Cyrus, RVD won, that means our match is up right now. So either get yourself to the ring, or I'll drag you out there myself!
¤Stephanie storms out of the office slamming the door behind her. Cyrus, Regal, and Angle can't believe what just happened.¤
Cyrus: What are you two staring at!? Don't just sit there! Find me some decent wrestling clothes! I'll show her not to cross Cyrus ever again! I'M WITH THE OFFICE YOU KNOW!!
¤Angle and Regal leave the office in a hurry, in search of some "decent" clothes for Cyrus to wrestle in. Cyrus paces back and forth in front of his desk.¤