*Backstage, the Crotch is standing next to Lor.*
Crotch: Well, Lor, you've finally got your one-on-one title match with Sneaky Bunny. To get this match, you had to go through a short list of some of the finest women wrestlers in the business, but you came out on top. To top all that, you got some free shots in after Sneaky Bunny was fired by Louie Bastardo! But, seriously, even though Sneaky is now on her own, that still doesn't change the fact that none of those women could defeat her in singles competition. What makes you think you have any chance of winning this match?
*The Crotch smiles as Lor looks him over. After a few seconds, Lor looks up innocently at him.*
Lor: Let me see if I've got this straight. You've got a cup, steel toe boots, and I'm guessing some sort of girdle to protect your gut, is that right, hunny?
Crotch: Hehe. That's right, hun. You can't pull the same trick on me twice. Now how are you going to get me to lean over so you can give me Punch & Judy? I'll tell you how, you can't!
*The Crotch continues to smile until Lor starts to giggle. His expression quickly changes as he becomes unsure of his safety.*
Lor:<very sweetly> What's the matter, hunny? It's not like I would just punch you in the face. I mean, you've been through enough already tonight, what with taking that golf ball to the head earlier.
*Lor starts to giggle again. After a few seconds, the Crotch smiles and laughs with her.*
Crotch: Of course you wouldn't just punch me in the face. I don't know what I was thinking.
*Lor suddenly lets a punch loose, right into the Crotch's jaw. He stumbles backwards and leans forwards as he yelps in pain. Lor grabs his head and delivers Punch & Judy. She then kneels down, flicks his hair out of his eyes and picks up the fallen mic, slowly and seductively.*
Lor: Hunny, you weren't thinking at all, at least not with brain number one! <wink>
*Lor gets back to her feet and looks sweetly into the camera.*
Lor: Like I said, Sneaky, eventually it comes down to just you and me. No more jobbers. No more hiding. No more Family to watch out for you. Tonight, you're on your own, darlin, and I'm going to make you wish you never held that title in the first place.
*Lor drops the mic and walks sassily off.*
Monroe: She scares me!
Marcum: You would be scared!
Monroe: I'm saying if I'm scared, Sneaky Bunny should be scared, too!
Marcum: And I'm saying you would be! Then again, maybe Sneaky Bunny should be scared right now. Before, Lor couldn't touch her. But now, Sneaky is all alone. She has no Family to turn to. She's become...dare I say it, fair game! Still, we have nothing to fear from Lor. But, just in case...(a tapping sound is heard).
Monroe: You're wearing a cup?
Marcum: You can never be too safe with that lone she-wolf running around back there!
Monroe:
