Lillian Garcia: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome from Toronto, Ontario Canada she is a Co-Owner of the World's Greatest E-Federation and General Manager of Raw....Trish Stratus Jericho.

Pleased with the introduction Trish rises to a standing position and started down the ramp. As she walks down the ramp she looks from side to side noticing several signs directed at her bearing such remarks as "Trash Stratus" and " Trish is a slut". Trish simply shoots them a cold glare and continues on her way. A few fans reach out in hopes of reaching the blonde bombshell but Trish steps to the side just missing their touch. As she reaches the end of the ramp she sees a young male fan holding a sign which read  "I Came to Be Stratusfied". The cold glare on Trish's face appears to soften as she makes her way towards him. She stretches across the barricade with what he thought was a friendly gesture only for her rip the sign out of his hand and slap him across the face so hard that he fell to the floor. The crowd erupts in a loud boo at Trish's lack of respect. Trish shoots them a cocky grin as she brushes a stray of section back into place. She then turns around and walks up the steel steps onto the ring apron. She takes a few steps before bending down to glide between the middle and bottom ropes. Rising back to an upright position she walks to the middle of the ring, once again arrogantly bowing before the crowd. After she's finished she raises her head back up then walks over to where Lillian Garcia is standing ripping the mic out of her hand. Lillian gives Trish a confused look but Trish turns walking back to the center of the ring. Trish pauses waiting for the music to die down and the crowd to shut up. A moment passes and  "It's Time to Rock'n' Roll" starts to fade eventually becoming silent. Sensing that Trish is about to speak the crowd finally starts to quiet down.

Trish Stratus Jericho: Honestly Sharmaine don't you ever get tired of whining? Obviously you don't or you wouldn't do it often. While listening to you come out here and make an ass out of yourself it does get a bit irritating having to come out and clear all of your little mistakes up. I know you're sitting back in your locker room thinking what mistakes, I didn't make any mistakes. Speaking of mistakes you seem to think that adding Eryhen into the match at King of the Ring was a stupid move on my part. Why is that Sharmaine, are you afraid to step into the ring with Eryhen? Now if you're not afraid of her that leaves one other option you just plain don't want any competition for that title of yours. (Trish strokes her chin with her hand) Now that can't be it because I'm in the match and you know more than well that there'll be plenty of competition coming your way on my end. Granted there is Kat...oh wait where is she? Not looking good for you Sharmaine. The match hasn't even started and you've already scared off your oponent with that hideous looking face of yours. Whereas, I, on the other hand have a partner that shows up. Spoils your plan to tear me apart piece by piece doesn't it?  Darn and I was so looking forward to watching it. I guess I'll just have to settle for watching you try won't I? Do me a favor though and make it entertaining cause I would hate to see yet another piss poor attempt at an ass kicking from you.

Trish tosses her mic down onto the canvas as “It’s Time to Rock ‘n�?Roll�?blasts over the p.a. system as she makes her way across the ring to the ropes. She dips down to the middle rope, gliding between it and the bottom stepping onto the ring apron. She walks the short distance to the steel steps. As she makes her way to the entrance ramp a few of the fans reach out hoping for the chance to touch her but Trish steps just past their range laughing as she starts up the ramp eventually disappearing behind the curtain.