Gavin Gray was seen rushing towards Rebecca Rancid's suite with what seemed like a notebook in his hand. It was quite early in the morning so he tip toed across the carpet, not wanting to wake the other residents. Knocking on the door, the barking of a dog startled him and soon footsteps could be heard indicating that someone was coming towards him. The door swung open and there she was, dressed in all white and black chanel sunglasses resembling those Audrey Hepburn wore in Breakfast at Tiffany's. She stood there with her hand on her hip and a not so amusing look on her face.
"You're late," she stated and then pushed the door open, welcoming him into the suite, as though he could fit through the small space she freed up. He ducked down, under her arms and then came face to face with Adolph, the german shepherd dog she owned. "Welcome to my humble abode," she said with much sarcasm.
He made himself comfortable on the cream couch situated between a small wooden table and a loveseat of the same color. Looking through the milk white curtains that danced with the wind, he could see the lovely ocean view she had access to.
"Well I'm sorry about your loss last week," he opened up, and that was one hell of an opener. "I'm sure this week things will be different for you."
Rolling her eyes, once she removed her sunglasses of course, Rebecca couldn't help but find that to be insulting. Last week, it was Scott Addams who came out the winner of their seven way match but her excuse was that she didn't care enough about the match and was primarily focused on getting rid of Vivienne Westwood's cousin, sister, aunt or uncle. Shrugging, Rebecca attempted to come up with an explanation, not that she had to try hard.
"No biggie," she said casually. "Although Addams was one of the only legit people in the match, besides me, I chose to pay attention to others in attendance. He got the victory, whether he deserved it or not is not my call. Perhaps if I were more involved the match would have been mine but I had a different set of priorities."
Gavin looked at her intently, sweat pouring from the top of his head and rolling down in beads towards his cheeks as he watched.
"I see," he said, as though she owed him an explanation. "Well, your allies didn't exactly come out winner either, the match ended in a no contest. Do you think it was just last week or will this be a string of bad luck?"
Rebecca sighed and burried her face in her palms. Was this man asking her to predict the future.
"I doubt that!" she exclaimed, bringing her head back up in order to come face to face with him. "This week Scott Addams and the world's biggest asshole, wonder if Jade can fit her penis in there, will be defeated with ease."
Nodding his head repeatedly, he moves on to the next question. But before he can begin, she takes off her jacket and rests it besides her, revealing a flimsy white tank top and a patch on her arm. Gray quickly notices and brings it to the fans attention.
"Is that a nicotine patch?" he asks, moving in to get a closer look. "Is it because you quit smoking?"
Sighing, Rebecca nodded but it was very subtle. "Yes, it is and can we move on from this subject? It's bad enough that I have to quit something that kept me in peace."
"Oh sure, sure, I'm sorry," he said trying to express comfort. "I guess the next question has to do with your match this week, a triple threat between you, Turner and.. Drew Stevenson." Emphasis on the last name. "Now judging that you have fought, and beaten, Stevenson before do you think it'll be an easy task doing it again? I mean, from what I hear, the last time you faced him was when he was the handicap in the match. If I remember correctly, it was you and Kevin Sane who teamed up on him."
"Yes, it was," says Rebecca, calm as ever. "Myself, an enemy of both Stevenson and Sane, was forced into a match where Drew Steveson was put against us. Obviously, we ended up coming out the winners with Drew taking a big hit, his girlfriend in tow. I should actually say *I* won the match since it was just me all the time, Kevin wanted nothing to do with me. As for beating Drew, yes, it was pretty easy but only because lacked confidence. I think Drew could put up a good fight, I wouldn't doubt that, but I would still come out the winner. I'm on a level Drew hasn't climbed up to yet but the thing is, when he gets there, I'll be long gone. I keep setting the bar higher and higher and never letting my enemies get to me. Although Drew is not really an enemy, I have beaten him before and I'm most likely going to do it again," she said with a smirk.
"What about Turner? He's quite new in the industry, do you think he even stands a chance?" asks the pesky interviewer.
"He did come out victorious last week and first impressions always stick, but I have a feeling he's going to have to try a lot more harder this week. Last time all he did was get to face Akasha, someone who I went to war against. We'll see how he does though but either way, he's not much of a threat to me."
"Well thanks for this interview, Rebecca." says Gavin, attempting to be polite but Rebecca isn't buying it. She grabs a pen and signs the notebook he was carrying with him. Apparently, it was a book of autographs he had received from certain people and he was looking to get Rebecca's.
"You're welcome," she says, tossing the book at him but when he looks at it, it reads.
"To Gavin Gr3y."
Pouting, since that's all he can do, Gavin packs up and peaces out pretty quickly.
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