Well, well, well, we meet again, Ms. Sawyer.

I see that things haven't changed since we last met.

You're still being treated like garbage by people that you can clearly outmatch if you try, yet choose not to.

You're still downing the bottle in the hopes everything will get better, which it won't.

And you're still not doing anything to fix your life, even though opportunities present themselves time and time again.

I don't know what's best for you, but what you're doing clearly isn't doing anything for your well being.

You don't need to wrestle, you need help.

Help is all you need, and you're sure as fuck not getting it by fighting.

You also aren't getting it from hanging out with that Meta character.

Saying his name alone is a chore enough, but the fact that you have him speak for you is unforgivable.

I know you're better than this, we've fought in the ring before and you've asserted dominance.

And yet you let your sister and some street trash to take control of your life?

Deplorable.

Even more so after your last match.

Not to worry, our next meeting should teach you to gain a more dominant attitude by the end of the night.

Who knows, maybe then you'll be able to speak for yourself for a change.

Pest is sitting down in a chair, when Jack approaches him. Jack doesn't believe he's been caught by Pest, until Pest speaks.

Mr WGWF:Hello, Jack.

Jack takes a small, deep breath before speaking to the man who betrayed him not too long ago.

Jack: Hello, Pest. You need money for flight tickets, I presume?

Mr WGWF:No. I'm here to discuss the match with you. I promise, no betrayals this time. This time I intend to stop Meta. This is personal. Before? That was business. Hence me doing this for free.

Jack: Are you sure you don't need flight tickets? Alright then.

He turns to face Pest.

Jack: You promise now, but what will happen when we enter that ring and start fighting? The word is only as good as the person who speaks it. What makes your word pure from now until the tenth?

Mr WGWF:I told you in advance about the betrayal. And now, I'm telling you there won't be one. I'm an asshole, and a traitor, but I am not a liar.

Jack: At least you admit it. We'll settle what to do with each other after the match. For now, I'll listen to what you have to say about our match. It shouldn't take too long, should it?

Mr WGWF:What is that supposed to mean, Jack? Do believe that you could have handled Satoko and Jill Lorder on your own? Do you think you can handle Kendall Sawyer and the Next Level Meta on your own? Do you somehow feel that you're better off without me? Tell me, Jack. How many matches have you won without me?

You need not ask that question since you already know the answer. No, cooperation is the key to success, after all. I don't need to squander a chance at the destruction of these belts because I said something that offended you. I'm really wondering what you think we should do to remove them from their prized possessions. How do you want to stop Meta, that's all I'm asking.

Mr WGWF:That's easy. The man is a fool, and attempts to unbalance his foes by running his mouth, and putting ill thoughts in their head. The problem is that he, like so many people before him, back down when confronted with anything more than a child's argument. Should someone of any real skill present themselves, he will back down, and run to hide behind Kendall, or whoever it was that brought him here. He's likely to run his mouth about his great championship or some such, but neglect the fact that he did not earn the case that got the titles, nor was he involved in the cash in. In fact, he only received the title since Azrael vanished. Oddly enough, though, Kendall and Azrael decided to steal a move from Scorpio's playbook.

Jack: I wouldn't be surprised if they did. The strategy sounds simple enough, so simple it's nearly flawless. The man's been boasting big game and has yet to show it. He tries to by smacking his own partner around to assert his dominance, even though she manages to laugh off most of his attacks. He hit, she bled, and he was embarrassed in front of the camera. And he likes to claim that everyone else that isn't him is a bitch.

Mr WGWF:As is often the case with these people. You see, Kendall is the real threat in that match, but Meta is the mouthpiece. He is the one to silence, and the one to squash. Kendall, she's a fighter, she's tough, took on several people and won her case. Eli and Morbid Angel included. And yet, she's chosen to allow herself to work with this weak pissant. Perhaps because since Paul's been gone she knows the Heyman Alliance doesn't equate to shit. How many Heyman Alliance members have I personally punked out or beaten?

Jack: To my knowledge, one really loud and vocal member. That should equate to most of the Alliance, especially since Heyman's gone. As for why she chose to work with him, I have no idea. Maybe to make up for the charisma she she lacks, but that's a bold guess.

Mr WGWF:The answer is easier than you might imagine. She chose him because it was an easy choice. You see, Azrael had to leave to handle business elsewhere. Instead of waiting, she chose to pick someone else, and he was the first one to walk by. She took the easy way out because she's slothful. Sloth and Pride, her weaknesses. So much so that when Azrael complimented her she took offense because she did not feel he was nearly on the level to compliment her. When John Plex was concerned for her wellbeing, due to her gender, he was only partially correct. He should have been more concerned because she’s a silly girl, and not just a girl. Silly girls have no place in the ring. She’s not mentally fit for battle. She’s off dreaming of Judd Apatow movies and unicorns.

Jack: I'm inclined to believe you, but I know she'll say otherwise. I know that she wants to keep those titles, but I didn't think that she was desperate enough to pick the first person she saw. If the titles have become that much of a joke, it gives me more of a reason to toss those belts into the nearest furnace. I can believe Pride because of the people she's beaten, but with Sloth? There's no reason a person like her should be lazy with that heavy of a burden placed upon her.

Mr WGWF:She is lazy, she doesn't consider the titles a burden because she's too busy writing her life's story using alcohol as the pen. She has no real interest in wrestling, nor does she in defending the titles. She's simply here to try and get more booze. Which is tragic. Someone past her prime, and she's still trying to get by. I fail to see what Azrael found attractive about her. I also fail to see how she ever could hope to amount to anything without her precious Paul Heyman to carry her to victories.

Jack: Booze?

Jack sighs out of disbelief.

Jack: Poor thing. I'm not sure if Azrael finds her attractive as much as he pities her very existence. That might be one of the few things we have in common if that's true.

He seems to pause for a brief moment before speaking again.

Jack: Well, if it really is that bad, then she doesn't need to fight for a belt; she needs to fight for a better her. If wrestling was a way to combat her addiction, then it has failed her more than the Alliance ever could.

Mr WGWF:She does not seek solace from the bottle, only more of it. Azrael, in his old spaceman ways, sees her as talented and attractive. You see, Azrael's tastes do not differ from mine, much; like I, he prefers his partners to be younger and easier to dominate. Kendall Sawyer is a weak little girl, a shame she's so old. Meta turned out to be perfect for her since he could be her mouth while she is able to hide and drink. He'll scare people away with his remedial insults before they face her.

Jack: Explains that walrus laugh of his. So, all we have to do is prove that the mouthpiece is nothing more than a mouthpiece and we'll have this match won? Bold claim, but I'm more than prepared to take your word for it.

Jack extends a bandaged hand.

Jack: Truce?

Mr WGWF:Bold claims are my specialty. It won't be a difficult thing to prove. When he fails to deliver in the ring he'll be exposed as the fraud he is. We will reach a temporary truce. When this is over, we'll have a different conversation. One about your feelings on the betrayal.

Agreed. I can only hold my hand up for so long. Either shake it or be on your way.

Mr WGWF:I won't shake it now. Know that we're on good terms today, but there will be a day that comes when I think you'll come for me. After that day is when I shake it.

Pest gets to his feet and walks off to where Erica is waiting on him. He and She head off to prepare themselves for his match for the tag titles.