[Backstage, Chanel looks frustrated, stomping out of a locker room, with Tyna in tow.

Tyna: "Chanel! Listen, I just think you should take a look around and see how she's got all the spotlight. YOu should get some for you, you know?"

Chanel: "Sometimes, it's not always about that-"

Voice: "Of course it is. Of course, I'm all bout the spotlight myself...."

[They turn to see Pussycat.

Pussycat: "Tyna, Tyna... tsk tsk. I figured you'd of turned and ran like Alia-"

Tyna: "Alia's a bit busy at the moment, but I can take a message while whuppin' your ass."

Pussycat: "Mm, everyone wants some Pussy..."

Tyna: "Since Alia can't accept your challenge, and so you can't just walk outta this Arena like you own it tonight, how about you slide that Challenge onto me? Unless of course, you're as fake as that haircoloring."

Pussycat: "Hmm. Okay....... for the sake of ridding the world of one more dense diva... you're on."