Misty is handed a cake by T in her private room, instead of it exploding it actaully was a cake she cut to eat. After an hour we see her all high and buzzed with the cake. Then T comes into the room.

"Oh shit, you ate that weed cake? Shit... what a trooper."

Then Misty falls on the floor, and I take a look at the belt that was hanging by your table.

"Well, I could pin you but... i would love for you to receive that briefcase and maybe we can trade off the belt. I hear that if you get that case, you can cash in on the current Uni Champ and forget about your stay in the X-Treme division."

Then i pour some water by your face to refresh you. Then i decide to leave, but then i realized that the ref was paid by the second he forced me to pin, so instead i place a Roxy Cotton blow up doll on you. 

"Count it ref, you see im not tryin to "hurt" her!"

Then the ref counts with a sense of regret...

1..

2..

Fucking EW EW EW!

Oh, right!

Misty kicks out from under the Roxy Cotten blow up doll.

Gleaming with motherly affection in her eyes, she caresses its vacant latex face.

They grow up so fast!

She bids the doll farewell, and hands her back to Tommy like a father handing a daughter off to be wed.

Misty sighs and exits the scene.

Erm what the sigma?

KICKOUT