The scene begins today with the door opening and Alicia walking in, wearing some purple silk pajamas and pink, fuzzy bunny slippers, as she flips through some envelopes. She suddenly smiles as she picks out one envelope as she kicks the door shut behind her and takes the single step up inside the house, and moves to her left to the dining table where she drops the rest of the mail. She tucks her right thumb under the corner of the envelope flap and tears the edge of the flap up to the tip of her thumbnail. She then tucks her index finger into the open space of the envelope and pulls down, tearing a ridge in the paper until she gets to the bottom, then grips the paper within and pulls it out of the envelope, dropping that on the table. She unfolds the paper, and her jaw drops with a big smile on her face.

Alicia: Kickass!

Dorito is suddenly seen walking down the steps leading up to his room, wearing a pair of blue and silver-colored flower surf shorts, and no shirt. He tilts his head back as he goes down the staircase, letting out a big yawn. He blinks his eyes as he gets to the base of it and looks at her all really happy. She skips over to him and kisses him on the cheek, bouncing up and down somewhat.

Dorito: Well good morning to you too. What are you all giddy for?

Alicia: I just got my paycheck from the pay-per view.

Dorito: Yeah? For how much?

Alicia: Let's just say it's enough to pay the rent.

Dorito: Soooo what? Fourteen hundred?

Alicia: Nope.

Dorito: Fifteen hundred?

Alicia: Nope.

Dorito: Sixteen?

Alicia: She shakes her head as she continues smiling at him.

Dorito: Seventeen? Eighteen? Two thousand?

Alicia: Nope.

Dorito: More?

Alicia: Eight-thousand three-hundred sixty-eight dollars and nineteen cents, boo-yah!

Dorito: Cool. I am so calling the ISP and turning my wireless internet service back on!

Alicia: Oh no you're not! I'm the breadwinner in the household now, so unless you start wrestling for an actual promotion again, you're stayin' with your cable.

Dorito: You gotta be kiddin' me! Can't I even switch to a T3 connection?

Alicia: No! It's my money, I earned it, I wrestled at the Dead End pay-per view, and I won the cruiserweight title from 3WL's first heavyweight champion, that nutcase in a rubber room, Mystika. This is all about me, and I think, that now, I call Dusti and we go on a little shopping spree.

Dorito: Can I at least have some money to order some tapes from RFvideo.com?

Alicia: You've got a job, use your own money.

Dorito: Well since you're making so much, I think I'm gonna quit mine. As a matter of fact I was supposed to have been there at three, but that is waaay too early. Who the hell gets up in time to work at three in the afternoon?

Alicia: I know! People are nuts. It's just after five right now. And you're not quitting your job! Not if you want to have any money for your computer, or porn.

Dorito: How many times do I have to remind you? I'm done with porn.

Alicia: Yeah, you're a recovering pornaholic, stroke-stroke.

She snickers sarcastically as she makes a short up and down motion with the hand holding her paycheck.

Alicia: Have to be somewhere in Canada for Clash.

Dorito: Somewhere, eh?

Alicia: All I can remember is that it's not some actual city I've heard of. I do know that there's a Hot Import Nights car show goin' on and I'm thinking about checking it out before going to the show.

Dorito: So you have no idea where the show is at, you're going to a car show with a bunch of HHHOT models, and you've got a tag team match, which you're not even focusing on at all.

Alicia: You said not to focus on a match or I'll screw myself, and you were right about it, cause I beat Mystika. I became the World Womens' Wrestling League Cruiserweight champion. And I don't have to worry too much, because I know who my partner is. Unquestionably the greatest champion the company has ever had. The longest reigning, best defending, the greatest of all, Miss Xtreme, Marie Dupree. And who are our opponents? The much-less-than talented sister of another former 3WL heavyweight champ, Katie Santiago. Her biggest accomplishment is being the sideshow for Wanda, the oddball in the family, you know? The kind of jerk that keeps showing up and is just so annoying and...

Dorito: So how about I just go have a little talk with her, go for a little walk, find a lake, bring a cake, and if we click, she can play with my dick.

Alicia: Alright, alright, that's enough.

Dorito: See, I can get down. Liquid TV is what made MTV, this TRL entertainment crap they put out now is what is killing it. If you ever wanted to brainwash millions of people, the crap they've been putting out since getting rid of actual music videos and replacing with shows of homes of rich musicians and recycled crap.

Alicia: Yeah, that pop stuff has been kind of getting on my nerves. A new pop princess every month, and Christina Aguilera rips every strip of fashion from XPW's Lizzy Borden.

Dorito: You noticed that too? You see Lizzy do something with her hair, then Christina does it. Lizzy starts carrying a whip around, then Christina does it. Whoever does Christina's fashion and whatever has to be a follower of Xtreme Pro.

Alicia: Her time is about to end though. Once she's through with that Justin Timberlake, she is going to fall on her own and become a nobody, and people see her for what she really is, this hot girl that most guys never have a chance with, that gets into porn as a way to get that lost feeling of being loved and praised by guys once again. Oh my gosh I'm starting to sound just like you.

Dorito: You say that like it's a bad thing.

Alicia: Doesn't matter, because after the sun sets in Canada, the night will be the dawn of extreme. With innovation and extreme coming together, rave meets blacklight. And I know with the tag league coming up, and Lita being Marie's partner, maybe if we go with a great showing this friday, perhaps Marie will change her mind of her partner. Katie Santiago and Aphrodite Wynter, tsk tsk, one is the first one out of the opening match at the pay-per view with a less than impressive showing, and the other is a girl related to a celebrity and likes to be a celebrity herself, but she doesn't have it. She just..doesn't..have it. But Marie, oh yes, Marie Dupree, she has it. She has what it takes to get the job done, because she can. She has. She will. But I can't believe this paycheck. Wow! I know this is pay-per view pay, and I know what I make on a regular basis, but I can't wait until next week to find out what my regular pay is as the cruiserweight champ. Wow! I can't believe it! My very first championship title! My OWN title! And not managing the person who has the title, like you or Matt. That was some great times, but now is about me. It's not just having fun with friends, it's complete and utter, sheer passion. Unstoppable, uncontrollable, undeniable. I am for real, and any dreams that Katie or Aphrodite may have in the coming days about Clash are going to turn into a nightmare, violent nightmares. And it's going to be my privlege to tag with someone like Marie Dupree in only my fourth match in 3WL. And I definitely plan to win this tag team match as well, like the other tag match I was in a few weeks ago.

Dorito: You better not lose, otherwise you're not sleeping here that night.

Alicia: Well you have absolutely nothing to worry about, because with Marie Dupree on our team, what is there to worry about? She will find a way to win, because that is what she does. She wasn't even pinned in the cage match at Dead End, so she does have to look at a shot at the world championship. And she should really look into getting a shot, although she is an unbelievable All Pacific champion, I can't wait to see her on friday and encourage her to take a shot at the world title. She's got nothing to lose.

Dorito: Don't think about her and the world title. Just think about getting to the bank and cashing that thing out so I can freaking eat tonight!

Alicia: Got plenty of time, besides, it won't go through until tomorrow anyways because it's after two.

Dorito: I was watching Space Ghost yesterday morning, and I had this idea. This crazy, insane idea.

Alicia: Don't tell me it's you getting your own talk show.

Dorito: Nah. I'm thinking about becoming a volunteer firefighter.

Her eyes widen as she gawks at him.

Alicia: Firefighter? Volunteer?

Dorito: Yeah. Watch out foul villians, here comes Dorito! The vol-un-teer fire..fighter?? Stupid idea, I told you it was insane.

Alicia: That it is. Not to mention you need money, and volunteering doesn't pay much.

Dorito: Yeah, that was another flaw to the idea. But I would get to control a high-powered hose so I could totally get into some totally wicked waterfights! It'd be totally, TOTALLY tubular.

Alicia: Not to mention the practice that you have from work.

Dorito: Yeah, as if putting up with those goddamn moaning fatsos called customers filling themselves of grim, sloppy death all day isn't enough, ugh, at least there's the ritual waterfight to end the day.

Alicia: Well, given your history with porn, you would be no stranger to handling a hose. Hahaha.

Dorito: Yeah, funny. Just remember who the better wrestler is in the house.

Alicia: Probably the one with a championship title and is wrestling, which would be me.

Dorito: Yeah, funny. You've only had that cruiserweight title for what, a week now? And I've beaten your ex and I've had a world heavyweight title. All you've ever done with Matt, outside of the bedroom, was hit him in the back of the head with a shovel, in Hawaii.

Alicia: Still, if you're sooo great, then what are you doing working for six bucks an hour at a McDonald's restaurant?

Dorito: BECAUSE YOU FRIGGIN' MADE ME!!!

Alicia: Well maybe if you got off your lazy ass, get away from your computer, and actually got into wrestling for a fed, any fed, and start making yourself a name again, then you wouldn't have to ask people if they would like to try the new pumpkin pies! So if you're so gosh-damned hungry, there's some mozzarealla sticks in the freezer that you could heat up.

Dorito: Heat it up? Screw that! You're standing there, eight thousand bucks in your hand, and you say to heat up some cheap mozzarella sticks?!

Alicia: Yes. You got a problem with that?

Dorito: Yeah I do. And do you know what I have to say about that?

Alicia: What?

She looks up at him, stern look on her face.

Dorito: Umm, how about some marinara sauce to go with them? Sis?

She cracks, and smiles.

Alicia: Sure.

Dorito: Or you know what we could do?

Alicia: Don't press it, I'm the one with the money, burgah-boy. But I'm gonna go take a shower, then meet up with Dusti down at the gym.

Dorito: Dusti at the gym, eh? Hmm, I think I could go for a workout.

Nodding his head, Dorito sports an eyebrow.

Alicia: When you put it like that, I can tell you don't mean to go for a workout yourself, you're just gonna go check out Dusti.

Dorito: I would never!

Alicia: You do too! You've got this huge crush on her, everyone knows it.

Dorito: I do not.

Alicia: Oh? You don't? Fine then, I guess I'll tell her at the gym that you don't. She will be so relieved to hear that. But I'm gonna go get naked and hop in the tub, later.

Dorito goes to speak when he suddenly freezes with his mouth open, as Alicia spins about and walks toward her room, leaving him standing there. She steps through the doorway and shuts the door behind her, and a few seconds pass before he suddenly begins shaking his head somewhat to break his train-of-thought. He begins scratching his head as he turns around and walks back to the staircase as the scene fades out.