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MWC LIVE from Mexico City (House Show)

Another House Show that takes place in Mexico City, Mexico

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The Mexican fans are jazzed to see this MWC card. Not only will they get to see US greats, but one of their own 'lucha libres' will face off with the resurgent Eddy Love. They are ready for some real American EXTREME action with the main event so without further adieu, lets get this card going!

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The camera fades in, in the basckstage area. It picks up two men walking towards Lance Bishop's dressing room. Because it is so dark in this particular are you are unable to make out who the two men are. They enter Bishops locker room. He looks up and recognizes them

Bishop: What the **** do you guys want?

Man 1: Look, Bishop, we need you and you need us, weither either of us want to admit it or not. Do us a favor and who knows what will happen from there.

Bishop: I shall think about this "deal" and get back to you. I know where to find you.

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Stellar Stan w/Galactic Grant and William H. Bradley III vs Jonathon Hammer

Beat the Bastards by the Exploited starts to play as the crowd comes to their feet.

Announcer: (translated from the Spanish for the Latin oppressed members of our fair league) Ladies and gentlemen hailing from Detroit, Michigan weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds...the king of the Extreme....Jonathan Hammer!

(Hammer comes out from the back to a huge appalause. He is wearing his black wrestling tights that go the full length of his leg. On the right leg it says "Hammer" in red. He is also wearing an MWC t-shirt. He puts both arms in the air and brings them down quickly and fireworks blow off behind him in reds and golds. He then walks down towards the ring. He shakes hands with the fans and slides under the bottom rope. He jumps onto the second turnbuckle and raises his arms to the fans.)

Love Lifted me by Collective Soul blares as the various pyrotechnics take flight. Out walks Stellar Stan, and he is not alone. Galactic Grant and the ever present, ever annoying William H. Bradley III accompany him. Stan dances his way to the ring with a smile as big as the Baja strip. The crowd greets them with a cascade of boos that they've become quiet accustomed to.

Hammer started the match off quick with a barrage of moves from the dropkick to a spinebuster. Stan started out in big trouble, and quickly spilled to the floor. Outside, Grant proceeded to 'help' his partner recover...by putting a foreign object in his hand. As Bradley distracted the ref, Grant got into a shouting match with Hammer. Stan, sneaking up behind, put the weapon in his hand and then as Grant shoved Hammer from the apron, Stan clocked him from behind. All would've been well as the ref began the count, since Bradley 'freed his intentions', but from out in the crowd - 2 colorfully dressed individuals stormed the ring. They could've been passed off as Lucha Libre, except for their unmistakeable size (one being 7'6). The Federal Express came to claim some vengeance it would seem...if we could just be sure. They grabbed the ref's arm as it dropped for the 3 count saving Hammer a very unrighteous loss. Grant backed away from the 'giant' and both Bradley and Grant were chased to the back. Stan stood near the corner begging them to come back. Hammer, seizing the moment, ran up the corner after grabbing Stan by the head, spun around, and delivered his Hammer's fall (top rope diamondcutter) to a surprised and easily pinned Stellar Stan. Hammer with win number 1 in the MWC!

Winner: Jonathon Hammer

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'Iceman' Steve Radder w/Kelly vs Mastermind

'I AM THE MASTER OF THE MINDS' begins to play over the loudspeaker as the lights dim low. The enigmatic Mastermind makes his way to the ring making eye contact with no one.

Announcer : 'Ladies and Gentlemen, now approaching the ring and weighing in at 230 pounds, standing 6 feet tall, accompanied by the beautiful Kelly, the self-proclaimed Coolest of the Cool, 'Iceman' Steve Radder!

[Cue Up 'Bulls on Parade' by Rage against the machine as The Iceman comes out of the curtain with Kelly. White and Blue fireworks explode behind him as the overhead screen shows in Emerald letters 'PLR' on a black background. down to the ring with Kelly on his arm, wearing his signature blue-lensed Oakley sunglasses, acting just as cool as ever. He hops up onto the ring apron, and helps Kelly up the ring steps, holds the middle rope down for her, follows her into the ring where he grabs her and kisses her.

This match was an odd one from the get go. Iceman was playing the cool aggressor, not letting Mastermind to get under his skin. That is until Mastermind repeatedly went to the ropes to break any holds that Iceman tried. Radder began to get frustrated, and forced the ref to break one of his move attempts forcibly. Mastermind played that one perfectly with a quick clothesline that sent Steve to the mat. Mastermind continually sent Iceman with Irish Whips picking the pace up quickly. Steve was completely offbalanced, and then he was in a sleeper. Mastermind had Steve barely consious as he went for his finisher, a pile driver. He set STeve in, but as Mastermind lifted him up, Steve pushed himself up, grabbed Mastermind's head with his legs, and Hurricarana outta his boots time. Steve followed that with the Absolute Zero (full nelson faceslam) and the 1...2...3!

Winner: 'Iceman' Steve Radder

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CHAIR MATCH

K9 vs LoneWulf

These two didn't even wait for the bell or entrances, they started fighting on their way to the entrance curtain as the crowd watched on the LockeTron. The match slowly made its way to the ring where a LEGAL CHAIR was waiting for them to use. K9 was well in control and sent a barrage of wrestling moves on LoneWulf. It seemed they weren't even noticing the metal resting in the ring for them to use. After pounding LoneWulf from Pillar to post, K9 went for the win after a devestating Tornado DDT. When Lone Wulf kicked out, K9 - enraged - tossed him to the outside. K9 launched himself suicidally at Lone Wulf who caught him and sent him through a table with a spinning Spinebuster. Lone Wulf then did his finisher - Sherriff Killer, but by the time he got K9 back inside, he'd recovered enough to kick out. It was then that Lone Wulf noticed the chair and smashed K9 upside the head w/ it. After some more high impact Lone Wulf typical moves, He went for the pin with a superplex. After the kickout, LoneWulf tied K9 in the ropes and proceeded to have his teeth meet the back of his throat via the chair. The ref finally pulled K9 lose, but he was bleeding profusely. K9 falls limp to the mat and LoneWulf climbs the middle rope with the chair in hand. K9 stands up, and as LoneWulf leaps with the chair - K9 kicks the chair with a dropkick sending it back to LoneWulf's face. K9 used the chair, did a flying clothesline from the top rope, and then slapped on his feared TAP OUT finisher (cobra clutch w/ a squeeze of the legs). Lone Wulf nows that move though and is able to squirm just enough to grab the ropes with his long frame. As he gets up, K9 delivers a flying bulldog onto the sitting chair that busts Lone Wulf wide open. That is where the match becomes a blur though. The chair goes back and forth as blood stains it, the ring, and anyone in the front row (grin). The crowd loves it! Lone Wulf picks K9 up for his Gorilla Press slam. As K9 crashes to the mat, he slips outside the ring. LoneWUlf after him, but that proves a mistake as K9 grabs an errant cord and proceeds to choke the life out of Wulf. He tosses Lone Wulf back in, who's face is completely covered in blood. He connects with some high impact to the struggling Lone Wulf who can't seem to see straight due to lose of blood and air. With a Tequila Sunrise, the ref calls the match giving the victory to K9.

Winner: K9

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'Hurricane' Eddy Love w/Sweet Melissa vs Los Langeios

The lights go off in the arena. Ceiling fans kick on to give the feeling of wind blowing through the arena as the loud speakers begin to blare the sounds of high winds. Lightening begins flashing around the arena as thunder roars over the top of the wind. Cue Up "Whole Lotta Love" by Led Zeppelin as the wind fades and out from behind the backstage curtain pops Sweet Melissa dressed in solid black short sun dress. She turns facing the curtain holding her arms together while pointing as "Hurricane" Eddy Love comes through the curtain with his hair sprayed to perfection. Love is wearing a T-shirt that reads "I Break It, You Bought It" on the front and "what's not to LOVE about Hurricane Eddy" on the back. They come down the aisle and Melissa holds the ropes open while Eddy enters the ring, pulls the top rope then jogs to the other side of the ring and tugs on the other rope. Eddy Love came to this matchup looking for a quick win. He hammered away at Los Langeleios with an impressive array of moves, but was never quite able to get the pin. After about 5 minutes of this, frustration slowly began to creep into Eddy Love's face. As he was going for a DDT, Los Langeleios managed to counter with a back body drop that sent a shocked Eddy Love to his back. Los Langeleios quickly mounted the offensive, hitting Eddy Love with a plethora of high-flying, dangerous maneuvres. A superplex from the top rope led to a pinning attempt, which Love kicked out of at the 2 count. Looking to put Hurricane Eddy away, Los Langeleios went for a hurrikanrana, but Eddy Love caught him, held on, and dropped the high-flyer throat first over the top rope. Eddy Love quickly took advtange, pounding away at Los Langeleios, with a dizzying combination of DDTs, Suplexes, Powerslams and Piledrivers, to the crowds very vocal discontent.

Eventually, the ref had seen enough of this. He warned Love to pin Los Langeleios, who was bloodied and obviously in no shape to continue, or Love would be DQed from the match. Love refused, and continued to pound away on his opponent, until, much to the crowd's surprise, Melissa made her way into the ring. She turned Eddy around, trying to get him to stop the battering of Los Langeleios, only to be shoved down to the ground. Love then turned his attention back to Los Langeleios, who was out cold in the ring. At this point, Kevin Powers and Steve Radder made their way to the ring, to try to end this assault. Powers stepped up and tried to reason with Love, who will have none of it. Steve Radder then steps up and gives Eddy Love a verbal tonguelashing, and they get into a heated arguement, until Love shoves Radder. This prompts Radder to give Love a shove right back, bringing Kevin Powers in to restrain Eddy Love, trying to seperate the two. An unfortunate effect of this is Radder getting a free cut at Love, which he gladly takes, bloodying Eddy's nose. Melissa comes back into the action, restraining the Iceman, and trying to get him to calm him down.

Out of nowhere, and quite to the fans surprise, Brian Blair makes his way to the ring, smacking Kevin Powers, and freeing Love, who makes a move to go after Radder. Love stops, though, when he sees Powers and Blair squaring off in the middle of the ring. Grabbing Blair in a protective hold, Love forces him out of the ring, and stands his ground until everyone but himself and Melissa are gone.

At this point, the fans come to their feet, as Sunshine Del Payne, Mark Vizzack's manager, takes her turn in coming to the ring, microphone in hand. Her tank top is showing a large bandage on her left arm, and a short skirt that shows off a pair of legs the wrestling world has not yet seen.

Sunshine : Hold it right there ... I have something to say to you two.

Sunshine then stepped in the ring, her uncharacteristic actions catching Love and Melissa off guard.

Sunshine: I heard what you said on the MWC Hotline ... I don't know why you do it other than to get under Mark's skin, but that won't do you any good right now. I've never said anything bad about you, either one of you, and yet you constantly pull me down for things that I can't control.

Even though they've had their differences lately, Love and Melissa look at eachother and give a small laugh, moving to leave the ring on opposite sides.

Sunshine : Wait a second!

Sunshine grabs Eddy's arm and spins him around.

Sunshine :You've been the worst of all. You think it's funny to tell jokes about me? To tell people what a basketcase I am? How would you feel, Mr. Love, if Melissa had no controls over her emotions? If she was a danger to herself or anyone around her when she SLEPT? If, without the proper medications, it was a FIGHT ... a DAILY FIGHT against impulses in here mind to slice a knife up and down her wrist? Because thats my life. Thats what you're ridiculing. And I don't want to sound as if I'm complaining ... I just wish you'd think.

Tears began to fill her eyes .. and her voice started to shiver.

Sunshine : I'm not delusional, y'know .. I don't think my coming out here will make you stop, in fact, if you follow suit, I really expect you to continue even harder ... this was just something I needed to do.

Sunshine the backed away from Eddy, and left the ring. The fans began a chant of 'SUN-SHINE! SUN-SHINE!' much to the chagrin of Eddy Love.

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FOR THE MWC TELEVISION TITLE

'Daredevil' Mark Vizzack vs Crippler

This match started out quickly, with Vizzack locking up with Crippler, and slamming him down to the mat. The action went back and forth, with Vizzack landing a dropkick, and then Crippler countering an attempted suplex into an atomic drop. As waas expected with Vizzack's style, it was a quick paced match, full of high flying maneuvres. Vizzack set Crippler up for a superplex, once he'd worn him down enough, but Crippler managed to counter again by shoving Mark Vizzack down to the mat, and then hitting him with a splash. The Crippler went for the pin, but Vizzack was able to kick out after the 2 count. Struggling back to his feet, Vizzack managed to side step a charging Crippler, sending him flying over the top rope. Shaking out the cobwebs, Vizzack rested while Crippler struggled back into the ring. As he made his way back onto the apron, Vizzack grabbed him, and used a suplex to bring the Crippler back into the ring, which brought the fans to their feet. An even bigger pop came whn Vizzack set the Crippler up for the Daredevil Flyer ... and hit it. As Vizzack was going for the pin, 'Iceman' Steve Radder came running down to ringside, weilding a chair, which he used to knock Vizzack over the head.

The Winner and still MWC Television Champion

'Daredevil' Mark Vizzack by DQ

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Deacon w/Shepherd vs Armageddon

The battle theme from Excalibur begins and out comes Armageddon, he has a look of cold determination on his face a huge Fireball looms towars the ceiling and burns out, he enters the ring and stands crossarmed staring dead at the entranceway, almost daring him to enter now...

The lights go out and the crowd responds as the Gregorian chant begins to filter through the air. From behind the curtain, Shepherd walks. He holds the curtain, and the mammoth Deacon steps out in his monk attire. A gold spotlight lights there way as lighting cels dash around the stadium with crosses, and fish, and other such Christian symbols light the otherwise darkened arena. Deacon and Shepherd make a slow entrance, making their opponent wait it out. He slowly ascends the stairs followed by Shepherd and then Deacon steps over the top rope. His head has hung low and now he begins to look up somewhat. He crosses himself and then violently thrusts his arms out with explosive force. In response, sparks fly from the ringposts and shower up into the night sky. Deacon's hood, thrown off by the 'cross movement' lies on his back. His eyes meet his opponent, but Armageddon merely stares back with just as much force and determination. Deacon takes the robe off and the bell rings to start the match.

These 2 monsters lock up and Deacon shoves the shorter but larger Armageddon back into the corner and then follows in with a clothesline. Deacon throws Armageddon into the ropes, and Armageddon turns the back body drop around. Armageddon tried a 6:00 suplex, but Deacon powered out throwing Armageddon into the turnbuckle. Deacon rushed in, but was caught with a knee to the face. Armageddon did a piledriver and then tried a pin, but it was too early. He went to the top and hit the FINAL SOLUTION (legdrop from top rope), but Deacon kicked out again. Tilt-a-whirl backbreaker by Armageddon, and then back to the top for another FINAL SOLUTION. Shepherd began to chant a prayer as the referee counted and Deacon was able to get out of that problem. However, Armageddon was enraged and went after Shepherd. As he chased him, Deacon cleared his head until... the lights went out! They came back and Pestilence stood between Armageddon and Shepherd. Armageddon had grabbed a chair and swung it as the lights went out again. No one was home! Deacon grabbed Armageddon from the inside of the ring and pulled him back in. Rake of the eyes by Armageddon. Followed by a powerbomb attempt that Deacon countered out of. A running foot to the face and an ALTAR CALL (Crucifix Powerbomb) later and the match had ended.

Winner: Deacon

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Jack Emerald vs Bruno 'The Bruiser'

Walk by Pantera blasted over the PA as Bruno began to make his way down the ramp past the curtain. As he walked, the Golden Shiek ran from behind the curtain with his flagpole in hand. He proceeded to pound Bruno down with it. Out ran Jack Emerald to the crowds approval. He neared the assualt, and had salt thrown into his eyes for his trouble! The Shiek then split his time behind the bloody Bruno and the blinded Jack - pummeling them for several minutes until finally retreating back to wherever he came from.

The Match is a No Contest

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FOR THE MWC TAG TEAM TITLES

Team EXTREME w/Mrs. Beyer and Poison Ivy vs Ecubed

(THE LIGHTS COME DOWN... AND "The Long Hard Road Outta Hell" -MARILYN MANSON KICKS IN... RED AND BLUE SPOTLIGHTS BEGIN TO SPAN THE CROWD... AND THERE THEY ARE. RANDY HARDERS SPORTS A T-SHIRT THAT READS "EXTREMELY HARD" ON THE FRONT AND "TEAM EXTREME" ON THE BACK.... MRS. BEYER SPORTS A GLITTERY, SHORT, TIGHT DRESS, AND AN MWC TAG TEAM BELT OVER HER SHOULDER... IN CONTRAST, THERE'S POISON IVY. SHE IS WEARING A SIMPLE BUT NICE DRESS THAT LOOKS AS THOUGH IT CAME FROM HER OWN CLOSET. COMPLETING THE ENSEMBLE IS A PAIR OF FADED AND WORN COMBAT BOOTS, DARK SUNGLASSES, AND THE INFAMOUS SINGAPORE CANE DRAPED OVER HER SHOULDER. ELI FLAIR IS WEARING HIS TAG TEAM BELT, IN ADDITION TO HIS USUAL WRESTLING TIGHTS AND LEATHER TRENCHCOAT. HE LOOKS DISHEVELED, STUBBLE ON HIS FACE, AND DARK CIRCLES UNDER HIS EYES... AS THE FOUR WALK TOWARD THE RING, THE SPOTLIGHTS CIRCLE THEM AT A RAPID SPEED... HARDERS, BEYER, AND IVY ALL SMACK HANDS WITH THE FANS WHILE FLAIR WALKS DIRECTLY TO THE RING AND SITS DOWN IN THE CORNER... HARDERS WALKS TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND RAISES HIS FISTS AS MRS. BEYER POSES AND POISON IVY YELLS AT THE FANS TO GET THEM INVOLVED, BEFORE CHECKING ON ELI. FLAME SHOOTS UP ALL AROUND THE RING AS SPECIAL PYROS SPELL THE WORD "EXTREME" IN BRIGHT FLAME...)

The arena lights dim as the opening notes of 'Eye of the Tiger' gets the crowd to their feet. A spotlight focuses on the curtains and everyone waits patiently for this new team's entrance. First through the curtain is Sampo, wearing a Quit Riot T-Shirt, long blonde hair in a single pony tail on the side of his head, grinning like there is no tomorrow. Closely behind follows Ironfist wearing his old boxing robe. The robe is dark blue with thousands upon thousands on sequins and beads. The hood is drawn over his face and he is hopping and dancing towards the ring just like at prize fighter at thier biggest match. Three slightly over weight men wearing white t-shirts that are too small follow the two men. Each of the 'escort's' shirts have an 'E' handwritten on them in a black magic marker (one is even backwards). The three men are also carrying flashlights and are waving them around like they are some kind of a light show. They also are popping blackcat fireworks on their way to the ring as if they are pyrotechnics. Ironfist seems oblivious to this as he looks all business. Sampo is slapping high fives to the crowd and even giving a pose or two (are his tights on backwards???)

This match started out with Ironfist and Eli Flair. Fist takes the quick advantage. Eli seemed out of his game and couldn't really mount any sucession of offensive moves. After Iron Fist throws his combo punches. Eli tags Randy who suprisingly goes airborn from the top rope. Iron Fist tags in Sampo who sets up Randy into his finisher 'Winds of Change' (tornado DDT). Ivy stopped the count Sampo, laughing, went airborn once perfectly and once too often. Randy tagged in Eli who choked slammed and as if almost by habit threw Sampo outside the ring. He does this two more times and then broke 'tradition' by flying off the top rope. Not once but twice. Eli then lacked on the 'Total Elimination' (STF w/ both legs hooked). Iron Fist saves adn then Eli goes back up top, this time missing his jump. Sampo tagged back in Ironfist who did a couple of moves and then his finisher - DEATHBLOW (spinning punch). Eli was saved by Randy on that one and a 4 way brawl erupted. Poison Ivy did her duty with the Singapore Cane when Ironfist got to close. Eli quickly stopped though uncharacteristicly and then took it back inside. He hit a faceslam and then locked in an armbar, but Ironfist slammed a fist to escape that one. He proceeded to pummel to Eli with a variety of moves and boxing techniques, eventually tagging in Sampo. Sampo went up high twice and then a gullotine legdrop and then quickly tagged back in Ironfist. Ironfist did a few more moves, threw Eli outside and another brawl developed. Ivy proceeded to pound whoever got near Eli however...that's when things quickly changed. From out in the crowd, Lance Bishop returned to 'action' by taking a chair to Eli as the ref messed elsewhere and then Lance disappeared into the crowd again. Ironfist connected with his DEATHBLOW and gave the win AND THE TITLES to the Extreme Express Express.

The Winner and NEW MWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS

EXTREME EXPRESS EXPRESS

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After the show, some events are taped by an errant cameracrew that is replayed many times on the 'review' shows that populate the weekend viewing. Sunshine : [Looks up, shocked.] You ... you hang around with that Radder guy, don't you? And he hangs around with ... with ... [Sunshine is wracked by voilent sobs.] ... with Eddy Love, doesn't he?!?

Kelly : Why, yes I do. But, my Steve and Kevin just don't seem to be getting along with Eddy too much lately ... he's being rather ... abrasive.

Sunshine : You've noticed that too?

Kelly : Well, how could you not? Eddy's gone on saying this and that and really none of it is real positive thinking ... saaaay ... aren't you Mark Vizzack's manager?

Sunshine : [Nods through tears.] Uh huh ... lately I've just seemed to get in the way in his matches though ... a distraction, I suppose.

Kelly : Well yeah, honey, any guy with half a brain would be distracted by someone as pretty as yourself.

Sunshine : [Her cheeks turn red.] I can see why Mr. Radder likes having you around too ..

Kelly : Well, he's a smart boy. [Smiles.] Are you OK, though? You look like something terrible happened ...

Sunshine : Well, I went out to try and talk to Eddy and Melissa, but Eddy just kind of ... [Pauses to hold back tears.] made fun of me ... like he always does.

Kelly : UGH! That guy ... I swear, someone's got to knock some sense into him ...

[Kelly goes to give Sunshine a hug ...]

While Sunshine and Kelly were talking ...

[Mark Vizzack has had enough. He's storming around the backstage area looking for one 'Iceman' Steve Radder.]

Mark Vizzack : Well DAMNIT Radder ... enough's enough. It's time for you to get yours. [Chuckles.] Payback time ... I'm tired of all there idiots interfering in my matches ... CSWA ... MWC ... WOW ... and I'm going to take that frustration out on you.

[A chair gets in Vizzack's path, which he kicks away violently.]

Mark Vizzack : Oh, when I find you, Radder ... I'm going to rip your lungs out.

[Steve Radder comes walking down a hallway intersecting with the one Vizzack is in. He turns and sees Vizzack, giving him a little sneer.]

Steve Radder : Well hey, Marky Mark, tought luck about the match, hey?

[Vizzack charges, screaming at the top of his lungs. Shocked, the Iceman backs off, and finds his back to a door marked 'Locker Rooms'. Vizzack pays no heed, and hits Radder with a tackle that would make the highlight reels, sending both men through the door, and tumbling to the floor on the other side.]

[Kelly is moving to give Sunshine a hug, when the two come crashing through the door. A shocked gasp comes from both ladies.]

Kelly : [Moves to pick Radder up and seperate the two.] What the hell are you two doing?

Steve Radder : [Pointing angrily at Vizzack, who has been helped to his feet by Sunshine.] HE attacked me in the hallway. For no reason. He's lost it.

Mark Vizzack : I attacked YOU? Short term memory problems, pal?

Kelly : You two! I haven't seen anything like this since grammar school ... HONESTLY! You come barging in here just as I'm comforting Sunshine ...

Vizzack and Radder : Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

Sunshine : It's true, Mark! She's such a nice girl ... Eddy Love could take some lessons ... and I don't know why you two have to fight anyway. Your girl ... manager ... friend ... is a nice girl, Mr. Radder ... I'd like to think that you're a nice guy too.

[Steve Radder and Mark Vizzack share a puzzled look as Sunshine and Kelly walk off down the hall together.]

Sunshine : Do you want to go for a coffee, Kelly?

Kelly : Chickie, you read my mind.

[Vizzack and Radder shake their heads and moves to open their locker room doors.]

Kelly : I really like your tank top Sunshine ..

Sunshine : Oh ...! Thank you ...

[Vizzack and Radder share one last puzzled look as they walk into their locker rooms and the camera fades to black.]
 
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