Angela's Storage

It was just a mere three weeks before WGEF Wrestlemania would be airing live from the sold out Phillips Arena in Atlanta, Georgia with a collection of great matches already booked for the event. One of those matches was the Intercontinental Title match between the reigning champion, Trish Stratus and her recent nemesis Mark Stone. The scene opens up in Montreal, Quebec Canada at the WGEF’s official headquarters where Trish was scheduled to be taking part in a live chat with the fans on the company’s website. As the scene continues to play we see a black stretch limo pulling into the parking lot slowly making its way around to the rear entrance doors which the superstars used when they were there. As the engine goes quiet the left front door opens and a middle aged man dressed in a plain black suit with a white dress shirt steps out. He walks around to the back pulling the door open. A pair of women’s legs emerge from inside touching the pavement below. Moments later the occupant slides the rest of the way out rising to a standing position. The camera slowly pans up their legs revealing the person to be Trish Stratus. Trish offers him a polite smile thanking him for his help as she makes her way to the building, shielding her eyes with her hand from the sun. As she steps into the shade of the building she sees that her favorite security guard, Tim, is on duty. Trish waves her hand in his direction as she steps towards the door. Tim waves back in return as he pulls the entry door open. Once inside, she feels the cool breeze from the air conditioner touch her face. She glances towards the reception desk to see the receptionist, Marie, on the phone. Not wanting to disturb her Trish quietly makes her way over to the desk positioning herself directly in front, laying her arms across it as she waits. A few moments pass and Marie finally finishes the call and turns around to see Trish waiting.

Marie: Well hello Ms. Stratus, is there something I can help you with?

Trish Stratus: For once I actually do need some help. I’m supposed to be scheduled to do a live chat for my Intercontinental Title Match at Wrestlemania against Mark Stone this morning and for some reason no one called Karen to tell her exactly where it was supposed to be.

Marie raises an eyebrow in curiosity as she holds up her index finger signaling for Trish to wait a minute. She turns towards her computer pulling up the file that contained the day’s activities. She scrolled down the page finally finding Trish’s appointment at the middle of the page. With a half smile on her face she turned her attention from the screen and back up at Trish.

Marie: Okay Trish from what it says here, your live chat is being held in the main conference room on the third floor.

Trish nodded her head in acceptance before thanking Marie for her help as she pushed herself off the desk. She made her way through the spacious lobby over to the far left hand corner where the elevators were. She pressed the lobby button and waited for the doors to open. Seconds later a slight ding fills the air as the doors slowly started to open. Trish steps inside pressing the button for the third floor. As the doors start to close Trish leans against the wall trying to envision the questions she will be getting asked. She was seeing questions like ‘Do you think you’ll be able to beat Mark Stone or ‘How do you plan on keeping your title. While both meaningful questions they were quite frankly a bit boring for her. Really it didn’t matter just as long as it didn’t take long. Trish’s thoughts were interrupted by the same slight ding she heard earlier. The doors opened and she stepped out into the hall. She turned to her left heading in the direction of the conference room. About halfway down the hall she finally reached the conference room. She paused in front of the door closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath mentally preparing herself. After a few seconds she exhaled reaching up and gripping the silver handle and twisting it to the right. As she stepped inside the room she found a laptop already set up at the closest end of the table. She glanced up to see the company website moderator, Chad was seated at the far end with a laptop of his own. Trish gave him a nod as she made her way over to the refreshment table, grabbing herself a bottle of water and headed back to her seat. Chad explained to her that he had everything ready and all she had to do was type in her user id and password. Trish moved her hands over to the keyboard typing in what was needed then hitting enter. As soon as Trish was in the room the moderator explained the rules stating that all questions would go through him for approval before sent for Trish to answer. After going over a few more rules he said that he was taking questions with any screen name between the letters A- D. As the questions started flowing in Trish kept her eyes focused on the screen awaiting her first question.

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