*A black limo with pink trim pulls up to the Cheesedome.*

Monroe: Now that's an interesting limo. I wonder who could be in it?

Marcum: Ugh. I think I have an idea.

*The door opens and the crowd roars as PenWing steps out. He's wearing an orange business shirt with the sleaves rolled up, and black pants. Someone from inside the limo hands him a wooden cane.*

Monroe: It's PenWing! He's back! But who else is in the limo?

*PenWing braces himself and reaches in, helping Meeko as she emerges from the limo. She's sporting her usual black business suit with pink pinstripes. Meeko drapes a garment bag over her shoulder and takes PenWing's arm as they walk towards the entrance.*

Monroe: It seems PenWing is escorting Meeko tonight! But what's in the bag?

Marcum: Her costume, of course! I wonder what it could be?

*Joey Biles races out to greet PenWing and Meeko.*

Joey: PenWing, after seeing Howlerama mock you last week, what are your thoughts?

PenWing: Joey, I'm sure you can see that tonight I'm not here to wrestler. Hell, I'm not even on the card. So, it really doesn't matter what I think about Howlerama right now.

Joey: Then, why are you here?

PenWing: It's become obvious that the Dark Lords could care less about the safety of those around them. I mean, just look at how they put Chesty Lerou in danger every night. After what the Monkey Man did to Meeko last week, it's become clear to me that this isn't the same RDCW I wrestled in just a few weeks ago.

Joey: So, you're Meeko's body guard tonight?

PenWing: I'm her friend and teammate. At the SDC, we take care of each other.

Joey: Really? And how do you expect to be able to take care of Meeko when you still can't walk without a cane?

PenWing: <scratching his head> How is it you still have a job here?

Joey: Uh, right. Meeko, can you tell us what's in the bag?

Meeko: <a wicked look on her face> You'll have to wait and see, just like everybody else.

Joey: Not even a peek? Just for me? I won't tell anyone.

PenWing: You don't take a hint well, do you?

Joey: If anyone doesn't take a hint around here, PenWing, it's you! You've been beaten, bloodied, and damn near put out of commission permanently by the greatest Family to ever grace the halls of this building! What are you going to do if they decide to finish what they started...tonight?

PenWing: <smiles> Actually, I hope they do try something tonight. Dr. Smith may not have cleared me to wrestle just yet, but that doesn't mean I can't fight anytime...<PenWing grabs the mic>...anywhere, <the crowd joins> SUDDEN DEATH RULES!

*PenWing hands the mic back to Joey and he and Meeko enter the Cheesedome.*

Monroe: Buhgawb! PenWing is looking for a fight tonight!

Marcum: The way the air feels around here, he just might get one!


<sub>Will Eisner's last work - The Plot: The Secret Story of the Protocols of the Elders of Zion
RDCW Profile

"Well, as it happens, I wrote the damned SOP," Illescue half snarled, "and as of now, you can bar those jackals from any part of this facility until Hell's a hockey rink! Is that perfectly clear?!" - Dr. Franz Illescue - Honor Harrington: At All Costs

"I don't know what I'm do, or how I do, I just do." - Alexander Ovechkin</sub>