The scene opens in the parking lot of the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California where WGEF Smackdown will be broadcasting live this coming Friday night. As the scene continues to play a silver Mercedes pulls into the parking lot heading for the empty space at the end of the first row. Finally the car pulls into the space and the engine dies. The door slowly opens and a leg emerges from inside covered in a leather fabric. The individual steps out of the car and the camera slowly pans upward revealing the person to be Raw General Manager and WGEF Co-Owner Trish Stratus Jericho. Trish brushed a stray section of hair behind her shoulders then reached back inside pulling out a medium sized suitcase on wheels. Placing the suitcase beside her she pushed the door closed. She shoved her keys into her pocket then headed towards the arena pulling her suitcase behind her. Moments later she stepped up on the sidewalk heading towards the security guard who had been assigned the task of checking ids. When she reached him she came to a stop. She bent down in front of her suitcase fishing through the front pocket for her staff id card. A couple of minutes later she finds the card and pulls it out handing it up to the security guard. He looks at it for a few moments before handing it back to Trish. She shoves the card back into her suitcase and rises back to a standing position. The security guard checks her name off on his clipboard then holds the door open for her. Trish steps through the doorway to the usual madhouse that accompanied any WGEF event. She stood there for a few seconds rolling her eyes at the chaos before heading down the hallway where the management offices were supposed to be. As she passed by her best friend Kaylee Adams’s office a single sheet of paper caught her eye. Seeing the Smackdown logo on top of the page she knew that it was indeed the new card. Curious to see if she had a match she walked over to the paper. She placed her French Manicured nail on the page scrolling down to the bottom looking for her name. There it was in the pre main event. Her eyes darted to see just who the poor sap she will be facing is. Lexa Kane. A puzzled look came over her face as she stared at the name. Just who in the hell is that? Then it hit her, she was one of the recently signed women. In fact this was the same woman who had been booked against Trish’s own sister Amelia just last week on Raw and Aurora Sophia Martinez two weeks before that. Ah yes, she remembered her now. She put on an interesting show at that. As Trish stood still staring at the card the door to the Kaylee’s office opened and Kaylee herself appeared in the doorway chuckling as she looked over at Trish. Kaylee Adams: You going to going to stand there and stare at that all day? Trish Stratus Jericho: I just might at that. It depends on how long it takes me to decide how much of an effort I want to put into this match. Kaylee Adams: I know she’s still fairly new and all but you give any less than a hundred percent is something I never thought I’d hear come from your mouth. Trish Stratus Jericho: Yea well I just don’t see the point in going out there and putting on the stellar performance that I always give when the idiot standing on the other side couldn’t wrestle their way out of a wet paper bag with a hole in it. Kaylee Adams: I don’t know if I would write Lexa off that quick. Rumor has it that she puts on a pretty decent show. Trish Stratus Jericho: So I’ve heard but really what’s she done since she’s been here?  She faced Aurora in a gut match; Aurora was pretty much released then anyway. She didn’t put up much of a fight. Then there’s my sister Amelia. She took her ball and went home again. To sum it all up Lexa hasn’t had one decent bit of competition since she’s been here nor has she shown the desire to get herself any real competition. That pretty much spells waste of time to me. Kaylee Adams: Oh I don’t know kicking her ass around that ring might actually end up being fun for you. After all it’s been a couple weeks since you’ve had some fun in the ring. Trish Stratus: Ugh, don’t remind me. The last match I had my opponent didn’t show and then there was Isaac Link and that was pure hell. You’re right though, I do need me some fun in that ring. After all I am going out there and gracing those unfortunate disgusting slobs I might as well get some enjoyment out of it. (Trish sighs) I guess that means I have some preparing to do for this. So have you heard any interesting little tidbits that you can give me? Kaylee Adams: Other than she thinks she’s some sort of a queen…sorry. She’s not the most frequent inhabitor of this company ya know. Trish Stratus Jericho: Unfortunately I do. Doesn’t make it easy for me but I’ve worked with less and managed to come through better than I did when I went in. I just wish that I had a little something to go with, a flaw or something but since�?I don’t I guess I’ll just have to wait till she runs her little mouth about me. Kaylee Adams: What makes you think she will? Trish Stratus Jericho: She’s facing one of the owners she’ll be running her mouth on overdrive making herself look better than moi. I can see it now Kay, she’ll make up some lame crap about how I supposedly have slept my way to where I am or be mundane and call me a slut. Like I haven’t heard that before. Listen girl I’ve got a million things to do before I start this preparing of mine so I’m gonna head down to my office and get started so when the twit starts her crap I’ll have the time to clear it up. Kaylee Adams: Alright, I’ll catch ya later Trishy. The two women say their goodbyes then giving each other a friendly hug before parting company. As Kaylee made her way down the hall Trish headed the opposite way towards her office. Seconds later she reached her office door. Pulling her key from her pocket she shoved it into the lock and when she heard the bolt flip she twisted the knob and shoved the door inwards.  Trish pulled the key out of the knob and shoved it back in her pocket as she stepped inside. She closed the door behind her as she made her way across the room towards her desk dropping her suitcase off beside the couch. Trish walked the rest of the way across the room to her desk. Taking a seat in her plush leather chair flips open her laptop and connected to the internet. Pulling up the same website she used for recruiting she typed Lexa’s name into the search bar hoping to find a little bit of information about her to give her some sort idea of what she was up against. As the page started to load the usual information came up, height, weight, stuff like that. She scrolled down the page hoping to find something that she could use. Still nothing. Trish let out a sigh as she exited the program and flipped her laptop closed. There just had to be something she thought to herself. As Trish rose from her chair there came a knock from the direction of her office door. She plopped back down in the chair and called for whoever was there to come in. Slowly the door started to open and Trish’s best friend Kaylee Adams made her way into the room carrying a small rectangle shape object in her hand with a sly smirk on her face. Closing the door behind her Kaylee made her way across the room handing Trish the object. Trish looked down to see it was a vhs tape. Trish Stratus Jericho: What’s this? Kaylee Adams: It’s a tape of Lexa’s first match. I know you’re not going to be at ease till you have a little something to work with so I had the tech crew dig this up and copy it for you. Trish Stratus Jericho: Gee thanks girl, I appreciate this. How’d you know I’d be wanting it? Kaylee Adams: Are you crazy? I’ve known you for over four years and you ask me a silly question like that. I can just see you sitting in here trying to find the tiniest bit of information to go on so I figured I’d save you the trouble of going nuts when you couldn’t find anything. So I’ll get out of your hair and leave you to watch your video. Enjoy. Trish thanks Kaylee again for the tape and the two friends say their goodbyes again. After Kaylee has exited the room Trish pushes her chair back and rises to an upright position. She walks across the room to the vcr slipping the tape into the machine and pressing the power button on the tv. As the tv turns on Trish heads over to the couch and taking a seat on the end closest to the tv. She grabs the remote from the arm rest and presses play. The match started like most other before gradually picking up. Trish sat there watching every bit with her eyes glued to the screen. Lexa had a decent move set…impressive Trish thought to herself. This was the opposite than what she had expected when she popped the tape. Her moves were very different from those used by most of the newer talent these days. Trish pushed herself away from the back of the couch leaning towards the tv as not to miss a single minute of the action. Finally the end of the match came and Lexa delivered her own version of the Unprettier called Dead Wight. As the tape came to an end Trish picked the remote up from her lap and pressed the stop button as the screen went blue she pressed the vcr’s power button followed by the tv’s. Even though Lexa’s move set was far more advanced than what the majority of the rest of the diva’s in the company used Trish didn’t seem at all concerned about the possibility that Lexa could score the pinfall over her. In fact she seemed quite confident that the match was already hers. Trish tossed the remote back down on the couch as a malicious grin appeared on Trish’s face signaling that an idea had popped into her head. She made her way over towards the door flinging it open and stepping out into the hall. She then made her way down the lengthy hallway in her usual pace with the smile still firmly planted on her face. Finally she reached the end of the hall and turned down another hallway soon arriving at an makeshift entryway known to everyone in the wrestling business as the Gorilla Position. She nodded at the tech guy as she headed up the steps. She walked up to the thick black curtain peering out at the massive crowd that had gathered for this week’s Smackdown. She turned around to the sound crew telling them to play her music. Looking through the black curtain she listens as "It's Time to Rock n Roll" blasts loudly over the p.a. system. As the song continues to play the fans rise to their feet flooding the arena with a loud boo as they know who is on their way out. A slow slut chant starts to fill the stands while the lights around the stage start to lower slowly changing from its usual shade of yellow to a bright pink followed by a bright purple and then back to pink. As the lights continue to alternate between the two the thick black curtain at the back of the stage starts to move. Finally the curtain opens all the way and Trish Stratus Jericho emerges from the other side of the fabric to the fans disgust. An evil smirk appears on Trish's face as she saunters to the front of the stage. The camera zooms in on Trish who has a malicious smile on her face at the reaction she's getting from the fans. Trish raises her hands high in the air posing for the fans as she waits for Lillian to introduce her.          Lillian: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome from Toronto, Ontario Canada she is a Co-Owner of WGEF, General Manager of Raw and WGEF Tag Team Champion...Trish Stratus Jericho!            Pleased with the introduction Trish lowered her hands to her sides and started down the ramp. As she walks down the ramp she looks from side to side noticing some fans holding up signs for her that said things like "Trish is a slut" and ”Trash Stratus". Trish shoots them a cold stare and continues on her way. A few fans reach out trying to touch her but Trish steps to the side just missing their touch. When she gets to the end of the ramp she sees a young man at ringside wearing her new Stratusfaction T-shirt and holding a 35MM camera in his right hand. Seeing Trish walking towards him the young man got so excited that he almost dropped his camera. When she finally reaches him Trish stretches over the barricade embracing him with what he thought was a friendly gesture, instead she shoves him back into his seat. She then reaches over and slaps him across the face. Still reeling from the sting of Trish's slap the young man manages to hold up his camera.  Just before he can take the picture Trish reaches up and knocks it out of his hand laughing as it crashes to the floor. The crowd erupts in a loud boo at Trish's lack of respect for the young man. Trish brushes a stray section of hair away from her face smiling at the fans like she did nothing wrong. She then walks up the steel steps and then up onto the ring apron. She walks a few steps then bends down gliding between the middle and bottom ropes. Standing back into an upright position Trish walks over to the ropes closest to the camera holding her arms high in the air posing for the fans once again. After a few seconds she moves to the next turnbuckle making sure to get all four. After she is finished she walks over to where Lillian Garcia is standing shooting her an evil glare as she snatches the mic from her hand. Lillian gives Trish a baffled look but Trish turns around and walks to the center of the ring. Trish pauses and waits 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 wants to say something the crowd finally starts to quiet down. When the arena is practically silent Trish slowly raises the mic in her hand up to her lips and starts to speak. Trish Stratus Jericho: Do you idiots really think your little boos and insults bother me? ( Trish laughs) Of course you do. That just goes to show how stupid you are. Instead of spending what little free time I have before I have to be in front of you disgusting people again I decided to grant you the special pleasure of seeing my lovely face twice tonight. I’m not sure how many of you here can read�? A loud boo comes from the crowd at Trish’s latest insult,. Trish shoots them a smart assed grin before continuing on. Trish Stratus Jericho: But just in case any of you can you’ve surely read this evenings card and noticed that yours truly has a match tonight against Lexa Kane. Just in case you can’t there are the countless commercials on tv, but back to the topic at hand. My match against Lexa. What is there to say about her? She comes into this company fresh out of a developmental contract and already calls herself a queen. Sweetie please you are far from a queen. You’re more like a peasant, desperate for the greatness you claim to have but know you will never get. I’ll admit she puts on quite an amazing show but who has she faced…nobodies. Of course she’ll tell you that’s because we didn’t give her better opponents and whatever other crap she can think of to explain why her career is going nowhere. When in reality it’s because she just sits in the back on her lazy ass and doesn’t put forth any effort to get herself noticed. That’s probably what she’s doing right now. Sitting in her locker room praying to god for a wave of talent so she stands a chance at beating me and making the impact that she so desperately wants to make. (Trish turns towards the titan tron) Lexa, I hope you’re watching this cause I’ve got some news for you. All the praying isn’t going to do you a damn bit of good. You might as well save yourself the embarrassment and face it now-I’m better than you. Perhaps you’ve already admitted that. After all this is a very important match for you and you have yet to show your face anywhere. What’s a matter Lexa are you scared? I know having to face real competition for the first time in your career is a scary thing but if you want to succeed in this business you have to suck it up and move on. If I were you I’d try to get in as long of a workout as you can cause this is going to be a match like you’ve never had before. There will be none of that sissy crap you’re used to from your previous two matches here. I suggest that you go to the tech crew and get your filthy paws on some of my previous matches so you can give yourself some preparation. Lord knows you’re going to need all you can get. 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. TBCB: Me