*Bukaki is backstage with Lor, who has a look of sweet innoncence about her standing next to him with her hands behind her back.*

B: This is Bukake, Havoc numbah one anoncer! Standing with me is Lor, Womens Boobie Belt Champion! Lor, last time we saw you, you walked away from your match. Why did you do this?

Lor: Honey, that match was over when the pretty princess tapped out.

B: What about your handling of the Crotch?

Lor: Oh, poor Crotchiepoo, he needed a little reminder of who wears the pants around here.

B: Tonight, you face Cowgirl Jack in non-title match. What do you think going into this match?

Lor: What do I think? Hmm... Well, I think you just have the cutest little head! All round and silky. Why, do you know what would make it even nicer?

*Lor stuffs a mud pie into Bookaki's face and giggles. She slowly struts down the hall away from the camera, humming. Bukahki watches her until she turns a corner, and he turns back to the camera, his face still covered in mud.*

B: This is Bukakee, Havac numbah one anoncer, reporting!


Women's Match
Lor vs. Cowgirl Jack

Cowgirl Jack is already in the ring when the lights go out unexpectedly. "Imperial March" starts to play as Darth and Chesty rise from beneath the stage.

Monroe: What are those two doing out here? Darth's match is at the end of the show!

Marcum: Can't the lovely couple watch a match like everyone else in this arena?

Indeed, that's exactly what Darth and Chesty do, as they take ring-side seats just behind the barrier. "Revolution" blasts over the speakers, and Lor walks down the ramp, blowing kisses to the crowd. She steps up the ring and is immediately attacked by CJ. Lor drops her title and CJ pulls her over the ropes. The voluptuous vixon quickly goes to work on Lor, putting her in a body scissors. Lor fights back with some elbows and forces CJ to break her hold. Darth and Chesty look on from their seats.

Monroe: You don't suppose the Dark Lords are scouting Lor, do you?

Marcum: I don't suppose anything about the Dark Lords.

CJ tries to deliver a suplex but Lor dishes out Punch & Judy. Not satisfied, Lor locks in Harlequinade, forcing CJ to tap. Lothar signals the bell and raises Lor's hand in victory. On her way out of the ring, Lor blows a kiss to Chesty.

Monroe: Well, what do you think Lor meant with that?

Marcum: With Lor, who knows? She was probably sizing her up for a mud pie!