The scene begins today in the living room with Special K sitting around on the couches, WWE Smackdown on the TV, while Dorito comes down the stairs, a light green blanket wrapped around him as he sniffles.

CJ: This show sucks.

They look over at him as he sniffs while turning and walking into the kitchen. A cabinet is heard creaking open, as Dorito pulls out a box of Raisin Bran Crunch. He smacks the small sides of the box with both hands at the same time, and the top pops open. He grabs the side with his right hand as he reaches up, grabbing the handle of another cabinet and tugging on it. He reaches in, and pulls out a bowl to set it on the counter. He lifts the cereal box up and starts to sniff as he shuffles those tasty oats and raisins from the box into the bowl. After a few seconds he sets the box down and closes the top flaps, and puts the box back into the one cabinet, closing the creaking door and the other one. He then grabs the frig door and pulls it open, and holds onto it as he hunches over. He reaches in and pulls out a carton of nonfat skim milk and closes the door. He sets the carton on the counter and untwists the cap, then pours some into the bowl. He twists the cap back on, and opens the frig door again, setting the milk inside back in its place before closing the door. He reaches down, just under the counter to pull out a drawer, and grabs a spoon. He puts it into the bowl and sniffs as he lifts the bowl up and scoops some into his mouth for a bite, then sets the spoon back into the bowl. He walks out of the kitchen as the show is in commercial, and he sniffs once more as Alicia and CJ look over the couch behind them.

Alicia: Lemme guess, you're sick.

Dorito: Wow. (sniffs) Aren't we the great detective? So what other grand answers can you give to us today?

Alicia: I dunno, shoot a question.

Dorito: Ummm, I don't know, I can't really think.

CJ: Oooh, ooh, I've got one. Why do guys give me everything for free?

Molly: Duh CJ, they're guys.

CJ: Right! You know, I think girls are smarter than boys.

Molly: Duh.

Christy: Alic', I've got one.

Alicia: Shoot.

Christy: Who is the number one contender in WWFW?

Molly: HCK.

Christy: Who is the world champion?

Alicia: Matt.

Christy: Who is HCK challenging for their title this monday?

Alicia: Well that would happen to be Dorito here.

Dorito: Really? And why wouldn't he?

Molly: Because you're the Ironman trophy holder. You're indestructible, unbeatable, and...

CJ: And you're sick.

Dorito: So Chris decided to use his title shot and challenge me instead?

Alicia: Yeah.

Dorito: Okay. Not like monday will be the first time I've wrestled twice in the same night, or won two matches in the same night.

Molly: I think you're gonna have to step it up a bit though if you're sick and got a huge title defense monday, not to mention triple threat match as well.

He sniffs some more, then takes a couple bites of his cereal.

Christy: What kind of cereal is that?

Dorito: Raisin bran crunch.

Christy: Sweet, that stuffs' rad.

CJ: Gotta love that crunch.

Molly: And those raisins, I love raisins.

Alicia: Well the matter is, I got a call from Hitman today, and Helmsley is quite upset that Matthews is challenging Dorito instead of him. And believes you're trying to lower the prestige of the world title.

Dorito: Haha, (coughs, then sniffs) lower it? He's had the title for a month and he's never defended it. The only singles match he's had, he barely squeaked out of, when he faced Larz. I know Matt, and so do you Alic', I think we all do.

He sniffs, then takes another bite.

Dorito: It's like we said, the Ironman tournament raised the prestige of the Ironman title. And from what you've told me, everyone's concern at the first show was not the battle royal, or world title, but only, only not losing.

He takes another scoop and bite.

Christy: Chris is going to bring his big game, and he's not the number one contender for nothing. If it wasn't for Sean Harrison coming to just beat the hell out of anyone a few weeks ago, Chris could've been wrestling you in the finals instead of him.

CJ: Then just think, Sean Harrison could be the number one contender and you'd be wrestling him one on one instead of in a triple threat match.

He holds his bowl away as he turns his head toward the staircase and begins to sneeze relentlessly a few times before recovering and pulling his bowl back to take another bite.

Dorito: Mek, but I'd still get the chance to kick that little bitch Brett Adams' ass finally.

Alicia: We were about to give Ohio its biggest party ever until he came along and interrupted that monday.

Molly: All he likes to open his mouth, but I've got an idea for him, if he ever wanted to go into the movie business.

Christy: You're kidding, right?

Molly chuckles as Dorito continues eating some more while Christy rubs her ears.

Molly: No, I've got an idea for a movie. But I won't go into it right now.

CJ: Say, what time is it?

Alicia: Like 8:20 or something.

CJ: Okay. I should probably get going.

Christy: See ya later.

Alicia: Where are you going?

CJ: I have to go to this shindig with a couple other models. Mischa's supposed to be there so it's a have to go thing. These things are usually tame.

Molly: Tell her I love the lesbian angle she's doing with Alex.

Dorito takes another bite, then holds the bowl close to his face, tipping it up as he sucks out the last of the milk, then turns and walks into the kitchen. He starts to cough as CJ gets up out of the couch. Dorito comes back out of the kitchen without the bowl and sniffs.

Dorito: I think I'm gonna go back to bed or something. Sooo whatever.

He turns and walks a few seconds before he begins heading up the stairs.

CJ: Say, you guys wanna come with? Maybe we could turn this party into something more than a snoozefest with all the boring sleazy guys.

Molly: Sure.

Alicia: Meh, why not? Nothing else going on. Let's go Christy.

Christy: You guys go on, I think I'll stay in.

Alicia: I should probably change first.

She blinks, then watches as Alicia and Molly get up. They walk and head into Alicia's room, and Christy picks up the remote off the table.

Christy: She's right, this show sucks bad. Wonder what else is on.

She starts flipping through channels as the scene fades out.