*** The fire exit door in the back of the XWF arena opens and Ken slowly staggers in with a bottle in a brown paper bag, fat cigar alight in his mouth and black sports bag thrown over his shoulder. Taking a couple steps forward he's immediately greeted by a backstage crew member ***

Crew Member ~ Hi, Are you lost and you can't smoke that in here buddy?

*** Ken smiles sarcastically before taking one final drag on his smoke. On the exhale he flicks his burning cigar directly into the crew members chest ***

Crew Member ~ You f**king asshole man!

*** Laughing Ken walks off down the corridor. He takes a huge swig of drink and heads for some double doors. The crew member behind Ken is now shouting, trying to get the long haired wrestlers attention. As Ken's hand touches the door, a hand touches Ken shoulder. It belongs to the angered crew member ***

Ken Kennedy ~ What do you want you scrawny, feeble excuse for a man?

Crew Member ~ Listen here you white trash stupid son of a bitch unless you want 20 security guards bombing down here ready to...

*** Ken snaps forward, making the crew member jump ***

Ken Kennedy ~ Ready to what? Huh? Get knocked the f**k out by "The Total Package" Ken Kennedy. You see those 20 security guards could indeed get messed up by me or they could indeed mess me up. Either way you gonna have to tell the boss you have stupidly let 20 paid security staff get injured in a unnecessary fight. Or that "The Daily DDT" Ken Kennedy is being scraped off the floor and can't fight, whenever he's got the balls to use me.

*** The crew member takes a big gulp. Ken really leans in close form the next part ***

Ken Kennedy ~ Either way, i'm still coming back for you Pal! Just tell me the way to function room 2. I got an interview to do. Sooner I've done that, sooner i'm back in my motel room with a drink, Shit!

Crew Member ~ Down that hallway, 3rd door on the right.

*** Ken shakes his head and turns to the double doors. All over the walls there are photos and banners displaying wrestlers and events in the XWF. Ken walks over to a poster of "Liz" looking as gorgeous as ever. He strokes the poster and smiles to himself. Looking at the XWF pictures that litter the hallway it begins to dawn on him that he's in a real business now. He pushes the double doors and immediately wonders into Joey Styles ***

Joey Styles ~ Ken Kennedy, just the man i was looking for.

*** Ken just stares Joey up and down in disgust ***

Joey Styles ~ Ooo k! You feeling good? Felling pumped? Ready for Monday?

*** Ken takes a large swig of his brown bottle drink ***

Ken Kennedy ~ Well Joey, which question do you want me to answer first? Havent felt better and yeah i'm pumped. Always Joey, always! More to the point. What are you on about, Monday?

Joey Styles ~ Your match is against....

Ken Kennedy ~ ... I got a match? I'm on Monday's card. C'mon! Pay day! YEAH!

*** Ken laughs and smiles before brushing Joey Styles to one side. Ken walks off towards another exit ***

Joey Styles ~ Ken, Ken where you going. We've got the rest of the interview.

*** Walking off ***

Ken Kennedy ~ No we haven't.

*** Still walking off ***

Joey Styles ~ Don't you want to know who your facing?

*** Nearly gone ***

Ken Kennedy ~ Couldn't give a f**k Joey boy. I'm going for a drink.

*** Joey Styles looks confused as the scene fades out ***





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