As if you didn't see this one coming. Everyone saw it. Seifer saw it, obviously. Angelica saw it, Whisper saw it coming. But Sean Hunter didn't. Probably because he's focused on battling his two grudged opponents this week. So we'll end on that note for we shall begin on that same note. The scene opens up backstage where we see Sean Hunter walking as Seifer notices this and speeds up his walk as he greets a friend. "What's up Seif." "Hey Sean. Walk with me for a moment will ya?" He places a hand on Hunter's shoulder and leads him off to the side as they walk down that hallway. It wasn't exactly your typical chat but Seifer was a busy man and he had things to do and didn't have time to chat at the moment, but he did need something. After a couple minutes of small talk Seifer and Sean shake hands. "Well good luck against CM and JJ, they'll be tough no doubt." "Yeah, but I'll handle them." "Catch ya later." Seifer turns and heads back to where he was heading as Sean does the same. Seifer's left hand is actually fisted up as he brings his hand in front of him and opens it, revealing a small set of keys he had jipped from Hunter as Sean didn't even realize it. Seifer sticks them in his pocket and flips open his cell and makes a call. "I've got the keys, is it ready?" He nods, "Good, good. Meet me there with it. You should get clearance easily." Click. Seifer shuts the phone and continues walking with a purpose. He comes across to the room he was looking for. The locker room of Sean Hunter and Angelica. Smiling Seifer knocks on the door and there is no answer, just as he suspected. He pulls out the keys and unlocks the door, opening it slowly and glancing it, empty. Seifer pushes the door all the way open and enters in, noticing it was pretty clean and heads over to the small fridge where inside is a couple bottles of water and some Palm beer. He leaves the water but takes the beer and exits the locker room, and throwing them in the trash before returning. A sound is heard from outside and Seifer sees the guys he's waiting for. Movers. They come in, one after another after another until about five guys have all come. All of them were rolling dollies of Heineken on it. Some of them were packages of bottles, others cans and others kegs. Seifer stands outside of the door. "Right in here guys. Just put them anywhere, pile them to the roof if you've got enough. But make sure they can at least get in." "Will do boss." Seifer nods his head and makes his way towards a concession stand to help pass the time as he returns about fifteen minutes later and the last guy stands outside the room. "That's it." "Alright, great job, thanks." "Pleasure doing business." He takes off as Seifer looks at the room and as soon as you step into the doorway you notice it has become very, very small. That being the fact that there was so much Heineken stuff in there it didn't leave much room to walk around. It was all lined up along the walls, on the table and chair, on the coffee table, behind the couch, in the fridge, on and around the TV. In the bathroom... as Seifer notices walking in and oh damn, there was even a tub filled with Heineken. Seifer shakes his head as he begins to walk out laughing, clearly amused at this little trick. It cost him some money but to him it was nothing. Especially since getting the look on her face would be well worth it. Seifer closes and locks the door as he heads to the gym where Sean was heading to earlier. A camera guy is right there ready to film, not having caught any of what happened in Angelica's locker room. Meaning she'd find out about that when she herself opened up. "Shame you're a Heineken hater Angelica, looks like you won't be getting any bonuses! I happened to catch your promo, tsk tsk. As much as I like Heineken if you're going to be coming from Mexico why would you bother with Dutch beer? Hey Whisp, long time no see!" He grins, "Seriously though, Corona is the way to do it from Meh-hi-co." Shrugging though, "I didn't expect everyone to like Heineken but let's face it, it IS the most well known beer, even if you hate it. Not to mention it's the 4th largest brewery in the world. That = good for sponsership. I mean we could have gone with something like Anheuser busch who's number three, but consider what the slogan is in that song and then relate it to wrestling companies. Some how I don't think singing 'this bud's for you' would go over well in W2K." Heh. "Anyways, coulda gone with SABMiller but meh, not as good as Heineken and Inbev? The largest brewery in the world yet they're not big at all over here in the states. So it was a matter of taste AND smart business and advertising. No one cares about Palm anyways. If I'm talking about Palm it better be in front of tree while I'm hanging in a hammock feeling the tropical breezes hit my body while I'm drinking a tropical drink or a HEINEKEN! GHWHAHAHA. Hate all you want but you can't stop this movement from growing, soon enough all the champions will be part of the movement. SUCKA!!" The camera's fade out as Seifer purposely left out anything in relation to the locker room. Seifer heads to the gym and catches up with Sean as he's just leaving and heading towards the parking lot. "Yo Sean." "Yeah?" "Dropped these back there." He holds up the keys as Sean takes them. "Thanks." "Anytime." He smirks as Sean heads out and the scene fades to Yogi and Heineken.