The scene opens up in the parking lot of the Kansas Expo Center which will be hosting this week's WGEF Smackdown. As the sun starts to set alongside the arena a cool breeze fills the sky offering a token of relief to the thousands of fans waiting outside. The camera pans the parking lot and a bar comes across the bottom of the screen announcing they are indeed in Topeka, Kansas. Seeing the camera filming them the crowd lets out a massive cheer showing that they are ready to go inside. As the camera continues to pan the crowd a long white stretch limo pulls alongside the front doors. The limo comes to a stop and the driver gets out, dressed in his usual black formal suit with white dress shirt, and then walks around to the back doors. He opens the rear door and one of the people slides out, stepping straight into the camera's view. It's Chris Jericho the husband of Raw General Manager Trish Stratus- Jericho, who joins him seconds later. The crowd gives out its friendly welcome for the Queen of Stratusfaction. That being the usual slut chant accompanied by a round of boos. Trish can hear their reaction and scowl as she looks around at all of them. The crowd goes nuts at seeing two of the biggest stars in the company before having been seated. Security manages to hold every single fan back giving both Trish and Chris ample room to step away from the limo. As they do the driver closes the door behind them. He then walks around to the rear of the limo to retrieve both Trish and Chris's bags. When he reaches the rear of the limo he opens the trunk and gets out both of the couples bags. Moments later he closes the trunk then walks back around to the back door. He comes up behind Trish; Chris stretches around her for the bags and flings them on his shoulders. After Chris takes the bags the driver walks back around the limo heading towards the driver's door. Trish and Chris stand there for a few seconds before making their way to the arena. Chris pauses to adjust the bags on his shoulders then slips his hand around Trish's left hand. Trish leans her head against his shoulder with a warm smile on her face. As they continue towards the arena one of the make fans pushes his way past security racing towards Trish and Chris. Once he reaches them he holds out an autograph book and pen. Trish shoots him an evil glare then shoves him away. The young man stumbles back before falling on his ass. Both Trish and Chris burst out in laughter at the young man's expense before continuing to the arena. As they reach the double doors the security guards hold the doors open allowing them to walk inside. They walk into the hall still hand in hand through a second batch of security guards. After getting past them they continue down the hall in search of a place where they can get a few moments of peace. They walk around the bend in the hall noticing the peaceful silence and walk over towards the wall. Chris sits the bags down on the floor then looks up at Trish who has a concerned expression on her face.   Trish Stratus Jericho: If those bags are too heavy to carry I am capable of carrying my own bag ya know?   Chris Jericho: Relax babe these bags aren't as heavy as they seem to be. I just needed to stop for a few seconds and get them readjusted.   Trish Stratus Jericho: If you ask me they look a little heavy but it’s your shoulder that has to carry it.   Chris Jericho: Are you going to spend all your time worrying about whether this bag is to heavy or are you actually going to give some thought to your match against Britney? Trish Stratus Jericho: I've given it some thought. Geesh, you act like I don't pay any attention to what's going on around here. I'm fully aware that I have a match against your sister tonight. If I didn't have a match I wouldn't have shown up. The less chance I have of running into Chris Michaels the better my life will be. Chris Jericho: What makes you think he's going to bother you with running Smackdown and all? Trish Stratus Jericho: This is Chris Michaels we're talking about. The man hasn't passed up one chance to drive me insane since the day he stepped foot in this company. Besides he didn't give me this match against Britney just to give me a decent night. Chris Jericho: Even if he did book you against her to screw with you in some way, you know Britney isn't going to go along with it. You're one of the few she feels she can trust around here. Trish Stratus Jericho: It's not her I'm leary about. I know I'm going to get a fair match from her and not some attack, but it's the after effect I'm worried about. Chris Jericho: You worry to much you know that? Trish Stratus Jericho: Well I really don't have much choice do I? Britney's just a tad busy with her divorce from Randy to give much attention to this match. Yea, I know she'll show up but it'd be nice if she were here so we could get some sort of work done for this match. Chris Jericho: Don't worry she will be. Trish Stratus Jericho: I just hope it's before it's time to go out there. I guess I might as well get some stretching in since it seems that's all I'll be doing. Chris Jericho: There ya go. The two continue down the hall reaching Trish's office door a few moments later. She pulls her key ring from the pocket of her faded jeans searching for the right key. After flipping through every key on her key ring she finally comes across it and sticks it into the lock. There's a loud snap sound as the lock flips over. Trish pulls the key out of the lock and shoves it back in her pocket. She follows Chris inside as the scene ends.