>>19212933>[Sauntering to the ring with an unearned swagger, the DOMINANT Sue Plex has a microphone in hand. She signals for her music to be cut off, and begins to speak as she approaches and enters the ring.]"Oh Caroline, you're so sweet. Once again, out here pandering to these people? You see, the difference between you and me, Sweetie, is that you really, deeply care about what these people think of you? That's fine. What I care about is WINNING."
"But now that I see just how much these idiots mean to you and how much you so DESPARATELY want to mean something to them... I think I want to prove you wrong. When I lift you up, and you are hanging there, helpless, looking out at the faces of the WWA audience? They're going to look like they're smiling for you. They're going to look really happy, grinning form ear to ear, all because of you. But in the seconds before you come crashing down, it's going to hit you: you're upside down, about to be hit with a Dominant Suplex."
"And they aren't smiling at all: they're frowning because you let each and everyone one of them down. You built yourself up, and in the end, you lied to them. And when the bell rings, my name is called, and you're counting the lights on this stadium ceiling? I want you to remember that you asked for this. You want a match, at the B1 Climax Final? No time limit, there must be a winner? Well... you got it, sweetheart."
"But listen to me, Tee-Bee-See. You've got a good career ahead of you, kid. And maybe one day you'll get ya big moment. But it won't be at the B1 Finals And it sure as hell won't be at the expense of the single greatest, strongest, fastest, toughest and most DOMINANT woman this company has ever seen: Sue. *bleep*. Plex."
>[Sue shoves her microphone into THE Boston Crab's chest, and with an inaudible exchange of words, the WWA fades to commercial once again.] 