*La Grange plays over the speakers as Slick Willie walks to the stage. He is wearing a white suit, with a black, collarless button shirt, white cowboy boots, and a white cowboy hat. He is being escorted by two of the lovliest women to ever grace the ramp of the Cheesedome, one in each arm. Both are dressed in revealing evening gowns. He takes his time strolling to the ring, where he helps the ladies up the steps. Howler and Highwayman hold teh ropes open for the ladies, and everyone makes their way into the ring. Howler hands Slick Willie the mic.*

Slick Willie: It is a pleasure to be standin in the ring tonight. What we have here, is the future of the RDCW.

(The crowd boos)

Slick Willie: Well now, Ah think all of you are just jealous that you don't have these fine women standing next to you. No, when you go home tonight, you'll be sittin in front of your TVs watching soft porn on Skinemax. When Ah go home tonight, Ah'll be gettin laid.

(More boos)

Slick Willie: And whah? Because you don't have enough money get you what you need. You never siezed the opportunities that were available to you. These fine young men here, they saw an opportunity, and they took it. That's what mah company is all about. That's whah Ah am here tonight, to sieze an opportunity.

(The crowd boos some more)

Slick Willie: Next week on Havoc, Charlie will be entering a Table Royal. Ah can tell you this, Charlie will sieze an opportunity to make his mark. And Howlerama, the tag teams in the back have gotten off lucky. That all changes next week, when Howlerama shows everyone what The Company is all about.

(More Boos)

Slick Willie: Boys, I think it's time to go out and celebrate. Ladies, come on out here.

*Three more beautiful young women in evening gowns walk out to the ring.*

Slick Willie: This is how Ah treat mah company men. Big Business is taking over the RDCW, and we are gonna bring home some gold!

*"La Grange" plays over the speakers as The Company men leave the ring and head out of the Cheesedome.*

Monroe: This man makes me sick.

Marcum: I don't know, Monroe, I kinda like him. Do you think he can get me one of those girls?

Monroe: He probably had to pay for those girls. Who knows where they've been.

Marcum: Who cares!? Look at them! This guy has style!

Monroe: But no class. We'll be right back.