The scene is set today with Alicia, Dorito, Christy, and Molly sitting at the dining table. Molly has her back to the kitchen, with Alicia sitting across from her. To Molly's right is Christy, and to her left is Dorito.
Dorito: It's a freaking brilliant idea, I'm telling you.
Alicia: No D, no one wants to hear about your stupid idea, regardless of how uber-lame it may be.
Dorito: Sis, I think THEY want to hear it.
Molly: Woah, Alic', chill. Hey, now I don't really care about his under-cooked idea, or what childishly perverse, yet tittilating idea popped in his shattered mind, but let him just say it, so he can get it out of him before we dump on him. Look at him, he's ready to pop.
Alicia takes a deep breath, looking down as she runs her hands through her hair before coming to a stop at the base of her neck, holding onto her hair with both hands for a few seconds, then looks at Dorito.
Alicia: No.
Dorito: But...
Alicia: I said no.
Christy: Alic', hun', you still bent up on what he did on Christmas?
Alicia: Worst moment of my life. Don't remind me about it ever again.
Dorito: Okay, how many times do I have to say I'm sorry? That wasn't meant for you, it was for Molly. If you had just opened up the presents addressed to you, then there never would've been a problem.
Alicia: No, you addressed it to the WRONG-DAMN-PERSON!! Worst Christmas ever, by far. So much worse than when I was six and wanted a pony, not stock in Sony.
Christy: Wait, you have stock in Sony? Like, from the 80s?
Alicia: Yeah.
Christy: How much?
Alicia: Like 600 shares.
Christy: Do you have any idea how much that would be worth today?
Alicia: Yeah, and although having that present is good now, I wanted the pony back then.
Molly: You know, if you sold that stock, you could buy a whole stable full of ponys. Or horses...I love horses.
Dorito: So about the idea...
Alicia: NO!!
Molly: Ya know babe, he isn't gonna shut up 'til he gets it out.
Dorito: This isn't about new year's, is it?
Alicia: You ruined that too!
Christy: Yeah D, she's right about that.
Alicia: Hey, I don't need your support on this.
Christy: I was just saying that I agree with you.
Molly: You did screw up new year's Dorito.
Dorito: For one, I remembered something from NCW about new year's that that Mr. T. Cheer guy was spewing about a few years ago, and I looked it up, and he was right, it wasn't really new year's in the first place! So it's like, why throw a huge party tonight when it strikes midnight, when you don't do it for any other midnight toll?
Christy: What do you mean, not new year's?
Dorito: I don't remember much about it, just something about the switching of the calendars and such jumped ahead several months.
Alicia: You jumped in front of the TV two seconds before the ball was going to drop, and you were nude! What kind of way is it to ring in the new year, by seeing your brother naked, and with probably almost a hundred eyes looking at him? What kind of FUCKING way is it to ring in the new year like that?! HUH?!
Christy: Screwed up my year.
Alicia: Shut it Christy.
Christy: I...
Alicia: Hush.
Dorito: Look, I...
Alicia: No, I don't want to hear any of your stupid excuses. And you know what? I'm getting tired of you mooching off of me. I tried to be calm and just relax the past couple of weeks since winning the All Pac title back in San Diego, but I couldn't. And it's all because of you! It's because of you Dorito, that I couldn't take a vacation. I couldn't relax. And the days and nights where things were going to be fun, you fucked them up! And you burned two images in my head that I will never be able to get out, all because of your immaturity. Now I know you haven't been going to work, and McDonald's has stopped calling so it's evident that you were fired. So I'll tell you what D, since I'm so kinda, and the goddamn holiday season is over, and 3WL is going again, I will give you up to two weeks to find a job, and start making your own money, to pay for the rent, for YOUR bills. Otherwise, if you don't, not only will I throw you out of MY home, but I will report you to the FBI about your malicious computer piracy.
Dorito: You can't do that.
Alicia: Oh yes I can, and yes I will. Time for you to grow up D. Now forget about your stupid idea, and get a job, or get out.
Dorito: No, screw YOUR idea. As YOUR manager, I will tell you my idea, and you will listen, like it, or not. Because for one, as your manager, you have not paid me at all for any services.
Alicia: You've never paid for any rent or bills or food or such for a long time now, that's where your pay has been going.
Dorito: Whatevah. But as your manager, I'm going to tell you my idea. And it's about the tag team match this saturday.
Alicia: What about it?
Dorito: Well think about it, you toss Mystika into Sexy Amanda at the pay-per view, disposing of Amanda, then you give her the Key of the Twilight and it's over, ding-ding. But now, you have to tag with Amanda, who is totally sexy by the way, and have to wrestle Marie Dupree and Wanda Santiago? You pinned Marie to take the All Pacific title from her, and you have a tag team win over Wanda with Dusti in the tournament.
Alicia: What are you getting at?
Dorito: I'm getting to it. Now, Sexy Amanda had a sex tape get released, which was ever hot.
Molly: Pretty lame lesbo action if you ask me.
Dorito: It was hot.
Molly: Lame.
Dorito: Hot.
Molly: Lame.
Dorito: Hot!
Molly: Lame!
Alicia: Enough! Make your point!
Molly: whispering Lame.
Dorito: So you and her team up, two totally hot women. Bring in Molly and Christy, and we could have a diamond of a stable. And then I take a video camera and introduce what I like to call, "The 4 Corners of Porn."
Alicia: Hold it! The what?
Dorito: 4 corners of porn.
Molly: She'd never go for it.
Alicia: Damn right I won't.
Molly: I was talking about Amanda. You gotta loosen up babe.
Alicia: I will lighten up, as soon as HE grows up! Four corners of porn?
Dorito: Look, this could be the new four horsemen! Except with women! And Marie's got her mind on getting married, and Wanda is thinking about music career, so this could be a perfect chance to cut through the rough and what with Dusti out of commission for awhile BECAUSE of Sexy Amanda, why not work your way into the tag ranks with her? Look, I already called her, and left a message on her machine, asking if she wanted to get together some night and "get down".. to business, yeah.
Alicia: Bah, I don't care. And what happens when we win?
Dorito: I'll talk to management, and discuss something, you know, work out the kinks, if you know what I mean.
Christy: Come on Alic', just do it. It could mean me and Molly getting work somewhere, and we'd be able to make some money and actually stop sleeping on the couch.
Molly: Or in your bed.
Alicia: We'll see how this match goes.
Molly: At least try to take out Wanda's throat, I can't stand her voice, or that crap she calls music. And tear out Marie's hair. And then...
Dorito: She gets the point Molly.
Molly: Screw you! I'm not done yet.
Dorito: Screw me? Well, sure, let's go.
Molly: Not-now.
Dorito: How's fifty bucks sound?
Molly: Fifty bucks? You think I'm some sort of prostitute? Make it a hundred and fifty.
Dorito: Done. Let's go.
Dorito grabs Molly's hand as he gets to his feet.
Christy: What the? You don't have that money!
Dorito: I will soon. Let's go Mol'.
Molly: Wait, how do I know you're good for it?
Dorito: Well, if I don't get the money, then I'll just borrow it from Alicia.
Alicia's jaw suddenly drops, her eyebrows twist up as she looks at them.
Molly: That works.
Molly getting to her feet and Dorito dragging her toward his room.
Christy: She is such a whore. Say Alic', I heard Wanda's cd is out in theaters, wanna go down to Tower Records with me and pick it up?
Alicia: How did my life become hell?
Alicia drops her head, resting it on the table as Christy pushes to her feet while a door is heard slamming shut, along with a couple of giggles.
Christy: Come on. Who knows what those two bunnies will do up there, or for how long.
Christy leans over Alicia, tapping her shoulder, as Alicia just rolls her head around, while the camera fades out.
