[The scene opens with Alex Grey and his formidable Bodyguard Joshua Freeborn in conversation, Alex looks battered and bruised but he wears a smile and has his Evolution Title slung over his shoulder, they seem deep in conversation but are interrupted as they hear footsteps, looking up they see Oliver Ranken and Dallas Green making their way towards them, Josh smiles and nudges Alex.]
Josh: Hey look Alex! It’s Red Neck and No Neck!
[Josh gestures to Alex.]
Josh: What can the Evolution Champion do for you boys? He’s a busy man you know, but if you two are looking for an autograph I’m sure he can squeeze you in to his schedule.
[With a sharp toothy grin Dallas Green pauses half a step allowing Oliver Ranken to take a lead. Rolling his head around his neck Ranken grins as he approaches Freeborn. The air almost chilled from his cold stare piercing through the darkened lenses of his Blackflies. Not having had the opportunity to change into his wrestling attire Ranken still is sporting his 1 Part Singleton, 1 Part Ranken, = Total Domination t-shirt and snug blue jeans.]
Dallas Green: Whoa there big fella, don’t go letting your slip ride up. We’re just passing through, seeing as there’s a main event with our name on it . So let me guess… Mia right?
[Green laughs a hearty deep Texan laugh as he slaps Ranken on the shoulder. Who’s expression never budges. Oliver remains stoic only half a grin is etched across his stern grin.]
[Alex takes a step forward but Josh stops him with an outstretched hand and a quick shake of his head, the six foot two bodyguard has a look on his face usually worn when he’s having fun.]
Josh: The name gentlemen is Joshua Freeborn, I’m a bodyguard of sorts and the way things are going these days everyone should have a bodyguard too many roving packs of twatmonkeys roaming the halls.
[Looking down at Oliver Ranken Josh nods.]
Josh: Know what I mean twatmonkey?
[Josh shakes his head.]
Josh: But anyway you two are probably looking for the third member of your party so why don’t you fella’s get to walking, god forbid we stand in the way of the Ambiguously Gay Trio reuniting for the evening
[Ranken remains stoic undoubtedly sizing up the “bodyguard”. After his evaluation is seemingly complete Oliver removes his Blackflies from his face handing them back in the direction of his promoter.]
Dallas Green: Wait just one second, it seems someone’s a little confused around here.
[Dallas then removes his state trooper like shades from his face looking Freeborn up and down from behind the protection of his client.]
Dallas Green: Well gawd damn… Mia was it? You have to be about the biggest valet in EPW. I thought that Drake lesbo was somethin butch but congrats Alex you went and got Nicole Bass’s sister. Now step aside gentlemen… sorry gentleman and gentlewoman, sides how would it look with the main event associating with the undercard. Seems to me though with all that size she might wanna try something more manly than guarding bodies, especially when those bodies are suppose to be able to guard themselves, right chump… I mean champ.
[Josh laughs, the deep bass rumble filling the hallway.]
Josh: Green you’re a piece of work, do you do parties? But seriously you have to be about as smart as a box of instant mashed potato’s, really putting your high school education to good use here in EPW, lemme ask you though, have you always been confused about gender? Didn’t your fathers ever teach you about the difference between a boy and a girl? I mean god bless them it couldn’t have been easy raising a son as a gay couple in Texas but it looks like they did the best they could.
[Turning to Ranken Josh shrugs.]
Josh: Is this really the best you can do? This Colonel Sanders sounding sack of red neck stereotypes?
Oliver Ranken: ‘e serves ‘is purpose. Which is more than Ah can say for an Evolution Champion who fancies ‘aving security.
Dallas Green: Stereotype? You mean that rainbow shirt peering from beneath your K-mart polyester button down doesn’t stand for more than just being happy? We know your type, a lot of talk with no follow through. Why else would you be standing outside the ring instead of climbing in one. Alex I have to say I’m impressed with your choice of life partners, I can tell you two will be very happy together. Make sure you get a prenump though I hear it doesn’t pay to guard bodies .
[Alex steps past Josh and stares into Rankens eyes.]
Alex Grey: I told you if you wanted to fight last week you knew where to find me Oliver, so are you here with a challenge? Or are you just here to let Green run his mouth? And Green maybe you do serve a purpose…but I know you’re only here because you’re paid to be, you’re only here to Use Ranken, you wouldn’t take a bullet for him…Josh is here because he wants to be.
[Josh looks at Green and smiles.]
Josh: Tell you what Green, if you want me to “step into the ring” how about I step into next week…with you, that is unless worried that your mouth is writing a check your out of shape ass can’t cash?
Dallas Green: Boy if you caught me twenty years ago I’d slap you around from sun up to sun down, but now I got this bad knee see. So verbally slapping you around is just going to have to do. As for loyalty Grey well, I’d trust a man who told me he was only here for the greenbacks a lot further than a man who’s here for “me”. Seems to me with a relationship that close you might want …
[Green’s mouth shut immediately when he saw Ranken step forward into Alex’s chest.]
Oliver Ranken: Allow meh to make something perfectly clear Alex, if Ah want ah fight Ah won’t lay down ah challenge. Ah’ll lay yor arse out. Now as mah promotah ‘as been trying to say, Ah ‘ave ah main event to git ready for and aftah that Alex Ah ‘ave ah World title to win. But don’t you worry sonshine, aftah Ah’ve sorted out all the important mattahs in meh life Ah’ll make time to make you famous.
[The scene slowly fades to black as RiOT goes to a commercial break.]