[SUNDAY: SEPTEMBER 1st, 2002, 11:35am]

[Scene: The camera turns on as it walks along shore a long white sandy beach of Vice City, which seems to spread out as far as the eye can see. The waves crash against the land as the sky is as blue and shiny as it ever will get. The camera looks around at all the beach go-ers, and finally spots what he is looking for: Syd and the "One Man Boyband" Chris Cortez. The camera walks up to them, but Syd stops the camera man before he can get any closer]

Syd: Excuse me, but can't you see that my client is sunbathing? He cannot be bothered! Go away! Go away!

[The cameraman turns to leave but Chris Cortez speaks up]

Chris Cortez: Wait, stay. Unlike many other times, this time Im actually prepared to say something. And since the LSW Office sent my own private camera man to follow me during my vacation, I figured this time would come sooner or later. Now, I know what your gunna ask me and yes, I did catch El Burrito's recent promo. I watched it late last night during one of LSW's late night jobber shows. Heh. No surprise he was on it then, huh?

[Chris Cortez reaches over and takes a sip of a nearby can of coke]

Chris Cortez: Now, I find it funny that he is calling such a fine looking thing like Abbey Riley quote unquote "thick headed". He's obviously the one who fits that description much better. I mean, he talks about "picking the time, the place", etc? Jeesh. Has he forgot that we ARE fighting in a few days? What a moron. He even dares to question the fact that I AM the best. I mean, I am! Of course I am! I mean, I am the LSW Karaoke Champion!

[Chris Cortez takes another sip of his coke as he picks up his title and puts it over his shoulder]

Chris Cortez: Speaking of things he's forgotten, he's forgotten that I've already beaten him before, and beating him once again will be no thing. Of course, we have already established that about 565,354,646 times. Now, what I find it funny that originally I was going to be going up against Grindstone. Heh. Doesn't he know that I've already beaten HIM as well? Jeesh. Seems no matter where I turn, Im refacing off against yet another no-good and no-talented piece of crap. Oh well.

[Chris Cortez takes another sip of his coke]

Chris Cortez: But, of course, that's what happens when your better than everyone else. They get jealous of you and your greatness. El Burrito really needs to stop being the ol' green eyed monster. He's still furious over the fact that me, the TRUE TALENTED SUPER MEGA STAR beat him, the low life bad gimmicked loser. Going as far as saying that Syd, my manager, helped me by use of brass knuckles? PAH-LEASE! That comments got jealousy written all over it! I never use weapons of any sorts to win my matches, I win em fair and square! Just like I will, I mean, we will, come TRTN, right?

Syd: Right. Once we get back on our flight back to town tomorrow night, we'll be all set come Tuesday Night. From there, El Burrito will be no problemo.

Chris Cortez: Yeah, El Burrito can make up all the excuses he wants, but when history repeats itself and he finds himself once again on the loser end, he'll know. He'll know that he is nothing but a no-good and no-talented piece of crap and that I am the TRUE TALENTED SUPER MEGA STAR!

[Chris Cortez cockily smiles and hods himself up in high regard as suddenly a women comes into view next to Chris Cortez. He looks up at her and smiles as the camera pans over to show that she is looking pretty good]

Chris Cortez: Can I help you?

Women: Well, I, Well, Im a bit embarrassed and all, but I was, you know, just wondering If I could get an autograph, You know, Im such a big fan and all I-

Chris Cortez: Say no more! Syd! Pen!

[Syd gets out a pen and hands it to Chris Cortez as he takes it and signs his name in the women's autograph book. As he finishes he smiles up at her as he gives it back, the women looks at it all happy like. However, it doesn't last as she suddenly looks angry over something.]

Women: Chris Cortez? Who the hell is Chris Cortez? Is this some kind of a joke?

Chris Cortez: What you mean?! You said you wanted my autograph!

Women: I did! But, I thought you we're Vanilla Ice! You look so much like him!

Chris Cortez: VA-VA-VANILLA ICE?! THAT NO GOOD WASHED UP LIP-SYNCHING RAPPER WANNABE HAS-BEEN?! HA! HE'S NOTHING COMPARED TO WHAT I AM! I AM MUCH BETTER THAN HIM, IN MORE WAYS THEN ONE, BABY!

[The women just looks unimpressed as she turns around and walks away]

Chris Cortez: Yeah! You keep walking! You keep on walking! Your'll be back! Oh yes! You cant resist me! You know it!

[Chris Cortez angrily looks over at the camera as he motions for it to cut and it does so as the camera shuts off and fades to black]