[Scene: The camera turns on outside the door to Chris Cortez’s VIP room at the 5 star hotel he’s been staying at for the last few weeks. A hand comes into view and knocks on the door, as the camera pans out to show that it’s Abbey Riley. She waits for a few moments and turns to leave but the door opens and Syd sticks his head out and smiles]

Syd: Why if it isn’t the beautiful and always wonder Abbey Riley! What brings you to my clients’ humble aboad?

[Syd smiles as Abbey just looks on unimpressed with a look of anger on her face]

Abbey: Look, I have had enough shit from the likes of you and the rest of the LSW! I don’t get paid enough to do this! My contract did not say that I had to put up with almost getting choked to death, harassed and beat up! I am really getting sick and tired of getting disrespected by-

[Syd opens the door and grabs Abbey by the midsection and brings her close to him as he smiles and she look at him in surprise]

Syd: Don’t worry my dear! In Casa de Cortez, you will be treated like royalty and ever wish is our desire to perform for you! We-

[Abbey angerly slaps Syd in the face, releasing her from his grasp as he just smiles as she walks past him walking into the room with the camera only a few steps behind her. The door is heard closing as Abbey walks out to the patio to find Chris Cortez in the hot tub, watching television and sipping on a nice wine]

Chris Cortez: Ah, miss Riley! What a pleasant surprise! What do I owe the pleasure of you being here this evening? You finally came to your sense and-

[Abbey Riley gets a pissed off look on her face as she gets face to face with Cortez and angerly yells in his face]

Abbey: Look you little idiot! The only reason, the ONLY reason that I am here is to get your thoughts on what El Diablo just said! That is the ONLY reason, and you best remember that and don’t even THINK of touching me!

[Abbey looks at Chris for a moment and then slowly goes away from his face and stands up straight and looks down at him. Chris looks up at her and just waves at her with an innocent look on his face]

Chris Cortez: PAH-LEASE Abbey! I am a sophisticated gentlemen! I am not like these brain dead steroid using brutes, ok? You can trust me, Abbey. Now, c’mon, how about you come in here and join me in the hot tub?

[Abbey pulls up a chair next to the hot tub and sits down]

Abbey: This is just fine, thank you.

Chris Cortez: Whatever suits you, babe

[Chris Cortez winks at Abbey who just rolls her eyes and sticks the microphone in front of his face]

Abbey: Listen, I want to get out of here ASAP. Say what you got to say about El Diablo’s comments. RIGHT NOW!

Chris Cortez: Sure thing, anything for you, girl!

[Chris Cortez clears his throat as Abbey just holds the microphone in front of him with her head looking in the other direction]

Chris Cortez: You see, before your beautiful face showed up on my doorstep, I was doing some maximum relaximum in the hot tub. I was just cooling down after a long day at the gym and such when I turned on my TV to check out some Monday night LSW jobber and lower card action. What do I see before a commercial break? None other than the great Mexican wrestler himself, El Burrito!

[Chris Cortez takes a sip of his wine as he looks up at Abbey, who is still facing the other way. He ignores her for now and continues to talk.]

Chris Cortez: I saw him and all his, heh, quote unquote “glory”. More like fake glory If you ask me. Once again he still believes he’s some sort of demon from hell. If that’s the best he’s got, the ablity to try and scare me with some 2-bit gimmick, he needs to think again. He has nothing on me, someone with so much TRUE TALENT it’s just busting at the seams! If you know what a mean Abbey, eh?

[Abbey pretends to move the mic closer to Chris Cortez’s mouth hitting him in the cheek hard as she just keeps looking in the other direction.]

Chris Cortez: Anywas, El Burrito said that nothing is giving to you. Saying that I wasn’t given the talent to sing. Heh. Sorry to eh, burst your bubble El Burrito, but unless your ears have been plugged up as of late, I DO have the ability to sing. Not only do I have the talent to SING but I have the talent to WRESTLE, something that you don’t have! You don’t have the TRUE TALENT like me and your jealous of me for having everything you DON’T! Well, go cry and complain to your buddy Grindstone, don’t go bothering me with your pathetic problems. Come TRTN, I’ll make sure you shut up, and you shut up for good!

[Chris Cortez takes another sip of his wine, as he looks up at Abbey, putting his glass down he continues]

Chris Cortez: Now, he called himself “Satan Clause”, ha ha, I mean, c’mon, how UN-Original is that? Almost has UN-Original as his damn gimmick really! Plus, he said he was going to GIVE me a soul and than TAKE it away? First off, I already have a soul thank you, and no one, especially a no-talent freak like you could ever take it away from me! Ok? Also, I don’t need a “fighting chance” so you bring whatever you actually got and you can try to give me a so called “beating that no one has even gave me in my normal boring life”

[Chris Cortez just laughs as he takes another sip of his wine]

Chris Cortez: First off, my life is anything BUT normal and or boring. Im surrounded by beautiful women all the time and Ive got a very successful career in both singing and wrestling! What exactly do you have? An evil pentagram completed with a horrible gimmick and buddies that belong in the Addams Family? Yeah you and your buddies are really raking high up on the “Evil” scale. Id put you guys next to the Tooth Fairy and Santa Clause before I put you up against Skeletor or Slimer.

[Chris Cortez laughs again as he takes a sip of his wine]

Chris Cortez: Now, You can talk all you want about beating me up, being better than your partner Grindstone and dragging me around in a body bag. You can talk and talk and talk all you want, but in the end, it just won’t matter. Not one bit. Why? It’s as simple as this: I am TRUE TALENT, You are nothing but a fake bad gimmicked fool who has high hopes for himself when they are going to do nothing but come tumbeling down just like you will be. When you crash down onto the mat and watch as I pin you and get the one, two and three!

[Chris Cortez smiles as he goes to reach for his glass of wine, but finds it empty. He looks up at Abbey who turns her head and looks at him]

Abbey: Are you done?! God! You take so damn long and-

[Chris Cortez grabs the microphone and throws it to the floor as he grabs Abbey by the hand and pulls her into the hot tub. She screams and falls into the water splashing it everywhere as she lands in Chris Cortez’s lap with him looking down at her]

Chris Cortez: Hello there, sugar. Now that that is over with, how about you and me do a little private interview of our own?

[Abbey just looks at him in disgust when all of sudden pure fright comes across her face as she looks down and then at him]

Abbey: Please tell me that’s your hand under me

Chris Cortez: Nope. I threw your microphone away because I figured since I talked so much into yours, you could do a little talking into mine.

[Chris Cortez smiles as Abbey jumps up and out of the hot tub and slaps Chris Cortez right across the face with a huge smack. She storms out of the room as Chris Cortez gets up and out of the hot tub holding his cheek]

Chris Cortez: Bitch!

[The scene fades out as Chris Cortez nurses his wound and sits back down in the hot tub pissed off at what just happened]

Disclaimer: The following was a role play and therefore a work of pure fiction. Any of the comments made were not intended for any real harm, which we're only there for entertainment value and that of the character's perceptive. Please don't take any of this stuff to heart as it is of course a work of fiction being just a role play and all.