In another part of the Bond Brigade locker room,Chris is in the midst of his final preparations for his match with Mister JLA when he catches a glimpse of Rob Blackandblue and Lizzie Boring confronting his manager.
CHRIS:Dammit!Can't that jerk take a hint?
He joins Ian Bond in the hallway and gives Blackandblue a glare that would melt the chrome off a trailer hitch.
CHRIS:What part of "No" is your tequila-fried brain failing to grasp,Blackandblue?
BLACKANDBLUE:Chris,you know as well as I do you're going to break down eventually and join XPW....
IAN(stepping in between Chris and Blackandblue):Mr.Blackandblue,I believe my protege has made it abundantly clear he has no intention of joining that hideous gang of reprobates you have the gall to refer to as a wrestling organization.
LIZZIE:You can't talk to my husband that way!
IAN:My dear woman,as far as I am concerned,your husband richly deserves all the scorn that has been heaped upon him.Now then,will you two do us the courtesy of vacating the arena voluntarily or must we enlist the aid of arena security to have you both ejected?
BLACKANDBLUE:Well,since you put it that way....
Blackandblue and Lizzie both turn as if starting to leave the Cheesedome.Chris and Ian both return to the Bond Brigade locker room breathing huge sighs of relief.
IAN:Well,old chum,thank goodness that's over with.
CHRIS:Tell me about it.The nerve of that guy,trying to...
At that moment Rob Blackandblue and Lizzie Boring re-appear and nail Chris and Ian with metallic attache cases.
