Trish tosses the blank copy of the Rampage card down on the top of her desk, fighting the urge not to throw him out of her office. Imagine him thinking she of all people didn’t know how to promote her own business. If he bothered to take a look around before being so quick to judge he would see just how good it was running. She tried ridding her mind of the words but nothing worked. They rang clearer than a bell. The emotionless expression that was on her face slowly started to vanish and was replaced with one of resentment.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I don’t know what rock you crawled out from under when you stepped foot in this company but it’s advertised quite highly thank you very much.

%Angel%
Woah, I didn’t mean anything by it boss, it was just to help you out a bit and take some of the weight off your shoulders. As busy as you are I figured I’d offer you some help.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
We’ve got a few people here now that have yet to grasp the concept that they’re here to wrestle not prance around here a dog in heat. Give me one reason why I should consider letting you bring your friends in here to advertise this company.