>>18092095>Moving on...Priscilla turns to someone off screen
>Umm, Mr. Rogers, could you be a darling and remind me of the name of the girl BSD is supposed to be wrestling? I like literally never even heard of her before the tournamentMr. Rogers
>BSD is taking on Curry GirlPriscilla
>Oh, right. The Indian ladyShe turns to the cameraman
>Edit that out, let's do another takeCameraman
>We're live, Ms. Divine. >You wanted to go shopping the first time we asked you to record this>Then when we asked again you insisted on attending a fashion showPriscilla's eyes widen and she cringes
>WHOOPS. Well what can I say, Curry Girl, guess you flew under the radar a little. But everyone loves an underdog story>And you most certainly are an underdog. Trust me, no one expects you to win a single match let alone win the whole thing and make it to me>But you've got what, at least fifty different gods you can pray to, don't you?>So you never know folks! If she trains hard, eats her vitamins and prays to her fifty gods, Curry Girl just might make it to the big time!>And as for your opponent... Well Ms. Burroughs, if we're speaking businesswoman to businesswoman, given your awareness of my so called business practises it should come as no surprise to you that I'm very aware of the rumors about that...She raises both hands forming air quotes
>fire "drill" you had a month ago>My advice? Spend a little less on stocking those vending machines you mentioned, and invest in upgrading your security>Otherwise that towering monument to your success would be lucky to last another five years, let alone five hundred. 