The scene begins today with Christy and Alicia sitting at the dining table, each sipping a cup of steaming hot tea.

Alicia: This fusion white tea is really good.

Christy: Well of course it is, and it's good for you. You think I look like this just from working out all the time and drinking water and protein shakes? Nah, gotta drink tea.

Alicia: And what kind are you having again?

Christy: Jasmine flower.

Alicia goes to take another sip when feet are heard rumpling down a pair of wooden stairs. Dorito walks up to them and pauses for a second, his mouth open, as he looks at them while they look over at him.

Dorito: What are you doing?

Christy: Drinking tea. Want some?

Dorito: Maybe if I was some sorta fruit.

Alicia: Well, you were a fairy for halloween, so I'm kinda puzzled about that.

Dorito: It was halloween, I was dressed up as something that I'm not. I'm not a fairy, and I'm not a fruit.

Alicia: Come on bro, it's good for you.

Dorito: I'll just stick to my daily dose of caffeine-enriched soda pop.

Christy: You know, if you drank tea instead of that garbage, you'd shed pounds of fat.

Dorito: No thanks.

Alicia: Seriously D, drink some.

Dorito: No.

Alicia: Why?

Dorito: I just told you.

Alicia: Drink some D, drink.

Dorito: No.

Alicia: Don't resist Dorito, drink.

Dorito: No.

Christy: You better listen to her Dorito, she's champion of the pacific.

Alicia: All of the Pacific. Drink.

Dorito: No. Anyways, the reason I came down here is to tell you that the LA Times are now no longer going to be calling the Iraqis "Resistance Fighters".

Alicia: What? Why?

Dorito: Oh cause they believe it romanticizes them or something as heroes instead of the US.

Alicia: Well doesn't resistance mean to oppose what is generally disapproved of?

Dorito: Yeah, and if the US forced an election now, those people would probably vote for another guy just like Hussein. It's been reported in international papers that Iraqis miss Saddam in comparison to Bush's tyranncy brought upon them.

Alicia: So it's the correct term in definition with what is going on over there.

Christy: Alic', I had no idea you were so political!

Alicia: His fault.

Dorito: I just figured you'd like to know the truth about the world that YOU live in.

Christy: You should've run for governor last month, Dorito. Given you're into politics and were once an international superstar. And Jesse Ventura was governor before.

Dorito: Wait, what do you mean by once?

Christy: Well, you were when you were in NCW. Then you did nothing and went to WorldWide, then this ROPE indy fed Alicia was telling me about, and now you do nothing but work at some burger place.

Dorito: And what exactly do you do for a living may I ask?

Christy: Valet for San Diego Championship Wrestling, and a full-time modeling job.

Dorito: Any nude portfolio that I may take a look at?

Christy: No.

Alicia: We're getting off the subject here. Christy, did you vote in the election?

Christy: Arnold, of course. Who'd you vote for?

Alicia: I didn't. Now ask Dorito who he voted for.

Christy: Alright. Wait, you voted?

Dorito: Yep, that I did, for one Mary Carey.

Christy: The pornstar?

Dorito: That's the one.

Christy: Heh, figures.

Dorito: I wouldn't mind living in a state where public nudity is no longer a crime. Let all the women go to work, to school, to a wrestling show, stark naked.

Alicia: You do realize though, that there will be fat ugly women, and grandmas getting naked too, right?

Dorito: Well...

Alicia: And that there would be guys walking around naked, perhaps some hot guys.

Dorito: Well...

Christy: Hey, I could go for that.

Dorito: Wait just a second, well, I guess if it got two beautiful women like you to go around naked, then I guess I can get used to seeing naked men, although I won't be looking at them.

Alicia: Whoever said you had to?

Christy: But wait, if everyone's naked, then say how do you realize that when you go to Walmart or McDonald's or some place, how do you know who works there and who doesn't? Could just walk in some place, cash an order, then take all the money and run.

Alicia: I think someone is going to notice when you're carrying a couple handfuls of cash when you go running out a store, or walking out, cause no one really carries that kinda money around in their wallet.

Christy: Yeah, that does make sense. But then it was never said you had to be naked, just clothing optional. So you could just wear a pair of shorts and just be that.

Dorito: I don't see what's bad with nudity. Clothes are just used to cover up reproductive organs, the bikini for example. Every guy has a penis, like every woman has boobs, like every person has a mouth, or a nose, or shoulders.

Alicia: Because they're used in the form of making love, whether it to be with someone else, or by yourself.

Dorito: Love is just a word. It's the meaning to represent a form of connection, which is just a deception in the human consciousness as a means to justify all actions of the sort.

Christy: Uh, sure, whatever you said. Like sex is just a way to experience physical pleasure?

Dorito: If it feels right, then just do it. I don't see what the big deal is about cheating on a mate with another, it's just pleasure, not like there really is any meaning to it, love is just a deception.

Alicia: And this coming from the guy who has never had sex, nor a girlfriend.

Dorito: Whatevah.

Christy: Woah, something just popped in my head. Check this out:

Alicia: And? Is that all.

Christy: Yeah, just popped in my head. Maybe I'll play with it and turn it into a song some day, just to annoy Molly.

Dorito: Where is she anyways?

Alicia: Said she was going to look for a job.

Christy: Yeah, and I think we know what kinda "job" she's going to do.

Dorito: That sucks. She said she was going to paint my toenails.

Alicia is taking a sip of tea when she spits it out; coughingly, she speaks.

Alicia: What?!

Christy: I knew that fairy costume wasn't necessarily for Halloween, hehe.

Dorito: What? She said she wanted to paint my toenails tonight and asked me if she could and I said I didn't care.

Alicia: But you just asked about it, so you must somewhat care.

Christy: She's right. So what color were you going to do them in?

Alicia: Wait, lemme guess...rainbow!! HAHAA!!!

Dorito: If you're going to mock me, I won't tell you, but since I know you won't shut up until I tell you, I must tell you for this is a result of casuality. So it was going to be silver.

Alicia: Gee, why not just get some streaming matrix code or something too while you're at it?

Dorito: You know, that's not a bad idea. Not a bad idea at all, sis!

Alicia: Oh brother. I don't even see how I can concentrate on my match on Clash when I've got this going on.

Christy: Oh yeah, you won last week, so who are you wrestling this week?

Alicia: Sarah Stiles and Vampire Vixen, I think that's their names. I know Sarah, I've tagged with her actually before in my second match in 3WL in the first ever eight-woman tag team match. It wasn't that much of a match, but I know she does what she has to, to get it done.

Christy: I've actually heard of Sarah before, she's really good. But you're on a roll and going down a mountain, so there's nothing to stop you.

Dorito: 'Cept the ground.

Christy: Dorito!

Alicia: If anyone is going to hit the ground, it's Stiles and Vixen. They both may be good as individuals, but I've seen that they can't get along quite as well as Dusti and I. And I haven't gone up against some of the best this company has had and pinned them just to stop in the finals of this tag league, just to fall short of picking up my third championship in 3WL.

Dorito: I heard they got some motivational speakers to talk to them. And like all they learned was how to grab your own ass, pretty much.

Alicia: So they can grab their ass, so what? Doesn't mean it's safe. Just look at their manager, this incredibly perverted twerp named Daniel.

Christy: Daniel? Starts with a 'D', and is six letters long.

Christy and Alicia gaze at Dorito for a couple of seconds.

Dorito: What?

They turn their heads to look back at one another.

Alicia: Okay, but this is going to be a huge match which neither team wants to lose, given the title shot reward against the Bartuzzinni Sisters, whom are inarguably the greatest tag team champions in 3WL history, and have not defended those titles in nearly two months. But one thing is for certain, the Bartuzzinni's have their eyes on the world title, and have not wrestled either of the two teams in the finals.

Christy: It seems like it's going to be a great match friday.

Alicia: That it does seem. For it is the strive, the lust, the crave to succeed and continue driving forward. To keep going where many have gone before, and get to the place where few have been, and go to where none have reached. That is what I want to achieve here in 3WL, that's my crave. Boston, here we come, going over America, defeating your very champion, Sarah Stiles. And once the clash is over, in Boston, we rave with Special K. Through sweet knowing winds, coming to the edge of grim, dear my love, sweet golden light, dripping in fields of sorrow, I fly with fake wings, my suicidal crave, for a lasting obsession. That is your digital landscape, realize it. Focus your eyes, I am reality. Fear is common, forget resistance, escape is not a choice, for this contest is your consequence, punishment for having reached this pinnacle, gold is my plunder.

Dorito: Ooookay, well that's going to take me awhile to decipher, but whatever the heck you just said, if you do a promo on Clash, use it.

Christy looks up at the clock on the wall, reading it say 5:16.

Christy: Only 3:25? Thought it'd be later than that.

Dorito: I got a few hours til I have to go to work, I'm going back to sleep.

He turns and walks back toward his room, as Alicia looks up at the clock.

Alicia: That's 5:17.

Christy: Nne'whatever.

They each sip their tea, the screen fading out.