Pyxxi DeWolfe is seen walking backstage, in one of the corridors of course. She has a smile on her face, she seems pretty confident. Suddenly she bumps into Summer Stratus who is on a war-path! Summer looks Pyxxi up and down.

Pyxxi: "Look where you're going, tramp!"

Summer: "Excuse me? What the Hell did you just call me?"

Before Pyxxi can speak, Summer jams her words back down her throat with a punch to the face, slams her into a bunch of random useless props, and hits the Dangerously Hot (unprettier). Summer stands up, and looks down at Pyxxi.

Summer: "See Dante, I don't take shit from anyone. I have that killer instinct to be in Team DOA. No matter what Nikki or that psycho dominatrix Vex says, I belong in Team DOA. No one can take that away from me... NO ONE!"

Voice: "Not if I break your pretty little legs, bitch!"

Summer looks over, and sees Serenity standing there with a sly smile on her face.

Summer: "Do I need to go through you too?"

Serenity: "Nope, let's save that for another day. Besides, I'd hate to break a sweat before I go out, and mop the floor with six other bitche's hair."

For some crazy reason, Tyna Hilton is rounding a corner, and overhears Serenity's shit-talking.

Tyna: "Oh really, now? Tsk tsk, Serenity, I think you're foregetting that I'm in the match. And besides, my hair doesn't fit the description of 'mop'. Last time I checked... I think that was yours."

Serenity: "BITCH... WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?"

Tyna: "Might need to brush that mess."

Serenity is about to go Rambo on Tyna, until she sees the glimmer of gold. Stepping up to join this whole feline fiasco is none other than the Championess herself; Rain.

Rain: "Ahem... why don't you save the nail breaking, huffing and puffing for the ring? Besides, chances are neither one of you are going to win, and if you do... if by some chance you're able to pull off a win... I'll die before you ever touch this gold."