Fury of the heart
(We fade to where Mary Jane has recentally finished yet another workout. She's watching Rowe's promo and looks slightly both slightly confused and angry at it. After a few more minutes, she reaches up and turns it off as she turns to face the camera)
Mary: You know something Rowe, I thought the promos leading up to us getting this match were of little true feeling like you felt that I wasn't worth your time and now I see this and I see that you're not taking your chosen profession seriously. But I am and I'm also taking this match seriously also because I'm sick and tired of people like you Rowe not taking me seriously. I'm going into Revolution with my boots laced and the thought of at least beating you down hard and making that little pretty face of your's bleed and look worse than it does right now. Because I'm sick and tired of watching the so called "Divas" of GWE get all the highlight matches while alot of us like Angel Garza, the members of Twin Phoenix and Rosanne Fairhurst and myself have to get by on pure talent, which is more than what I can say for you Rowe.
(Mary stands up and stretches, we can hear a series of loud pops and crunches as she does that)
Mary: You see, I've been working hard to get ready for our match, Rowe and I've been improving ever so slightly more everyday as we come closer to Revolution. Sometimes I feel my hands shaking in anger at what you say because you think that I don't have what it takes to make it in this profession let alone beat you. Well then, let me ask you something Rowe, if you're not worried about me beating you-then why have you apparentally asked a friend of your's to help you fight me? Honestly, I could care less because in a few more days, me and you are going to be in the same ring and then, you're going to have to put the **** up or shut the **** up. So, while you're sitting pretty and trying to make yourself seem bigger than life in that ring, with your short shorts and your little arrogant smile, just be ready because the moment that Rob Zombie's Feel So Numb starts to play, it'll be time for you to show me what you know how to do and I pray that's wrestling you bloody wanker.
(Mary seems like there is something else on her mind and she doesn't know if she wants to say it or not but finally she gives in)
Mary: Also, what the bloody hell are you talking about when you made that comment about the "Highwind"?? What the bloody hell is a Highwind? If that was somekind of insult, then it's only one more thing that I'm going to beat you down for. See you at Revolution, wanker.
(We fade to black)