The door to the outside of the arena opens and a familiar face comes through wearing a "Johnny Blaze" ball cap and a pair of sunglasses. The light from outside silhouettes him in the doorway before the door swings closed. Matt Mayhem breathes in deep,a satisfied smile on his face.
She sure stinks like ass, but I've missed her.
He chuckles to himself and starts down the familiar hallway toward the locker room when he comes across someone he recognizes almost instantly.
Hey, Dick! Good to see you man!
Richard Jacov stares hard at Mayhem, and doesn't say anything. His eyes are smoldering after the abuse he suffered at the hands of the other wrestlers earlier in the week. He seems to be trying to mentally will himself to be anywhere else.
Hey! It's me, Matt! You know when they called me up, they didn't tell me you'd be in charge here.
Jacov stands with his head low and mutters almost under his breath.
I'm not...
What do you mean, you're not? So what, are you a booker or an agent or something? Talent manager?
Jacov sighs and looks at Matt.
Not quite. I'm.. the interviewer.
Matt just looks at Jacov as if he sprouted a second head. Then he bursts out in laughter.
Well, man, that's a horrible waste of talent. Hope you get out of that rut... Anyho--
Mayhem is cut off as someone bumps into him forcefully. He staggers back a step and stares hard at the person who knocked him.
Hey, watch where you're goin'. I don't know who you think you are, but I'll tell you, I'm kind of a big deal here.
((Kenny the King can respond here, please))
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