Promo: Thanks for the Interruptions

[Retard Girl 0]

Taiga Star busily makes her way down the hall. She almost walks straight into a wobbly and stumbling Landon, singing in some language that is not English and wrapped in the flag of Spain.

 

"LA VIVA ESPAGNAAAA WOOOOOOOO!!"

 

"AAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Taiga screams.

 

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Landon screams. Though he is not screaming from being startled, as Taiga clearly was. "SPAIN WON!!! WOOOOOO!!"

 

Landon smells like a brewery. "Um..." Taiga doesn't quite know what to say. "Congrats?"

 

"A-la-lala-lalala-la-la LA VIVA ESPAGNAAAA!" Landon continues on, singing loudly.

 

"Hmm, I didn't even know he was Spanish." Taiga says.

 

~~~~~

 

The door to Toxxic's office is open. He is at work behind his desk, with Megan behind him, copying papers and filing files.

 

"Mister Toxx!" Taiga says, offering a big handshake, which Toxxic accepts, standing from his seat.

 

He shakes out his hand, surprised at Taiga's grip. "Wotcha Taiga. What's up?"

 

"Oh, I just wanted to say how much I appreciate giving me the time off. I really needed it to do this memorial show. There's a lack of bookers and all..."

 

Taiga is interrupted by what sounds like the ring of an old-fashioned phone. She pulls a sleek purple phone out of her pocket, looks at the screen, and flips it open. "Yeah? I know. Yes, I did say... No, I just got in his office now. I will, I will! Okay, I'll talk to you later too."

 

Taiga turns back to Toxx. "I'm sorry about that. I was just mentioning how the DVS is lacking a solid direction at the moment. We do have some new bookers and talent agent...

 

Again, Taiga's phone rings. She picks it up, looks at the screen, and flips it open. "Hey yo. Yeah I just got here. Customs and all. Yeah, they tried to confiscate my psyche meds, but it's all cool now. Nope, haven't asked yet. Duh! I told you I would. I have to go, talk to you after the show man."

 

Toxxic looks at Megan, Megan looks at Toxxic. He exhales forcefully. "As you were saying...?"

 

"Yes, I was saying about how the DVS is working to get itself going again. It's never going to be the same without Pepsi Man running the joint, but we're going to try a reduced schedule for the time bein...."

 

Phone again. "Yeah? I know, you're the third one that's called me in the last thirty seconds. I KNOW! Sorry, didn't mean to yell, but with all you calling, I haven't been able to ask yet. Okay, I will. Bye."

 

Taiga goes to put her phone back in her pocket, but stops to shut the phone off. "I'm sorry Mister Toxx for the interruptions. With the reduced schedule, we're not working like we were. I've had some DVS superstars asking me about the SWF, and I sang your praises. These are some good workers, decent guys, and they're looking to wrestle somewhere else while the DVS is trying to get back off the ground. I know I'll definitely be working both here and there. But I'd still like to bring in some of these guys. Could you maybe think it over, have some tryout matches or something?"

 

"Taiga, in the last couple of months we've signed a 41 year-old whatever-you-are-when-you're-older-than-a-veteran, the older brother of a rookie, who used to wrestle but no-one really remembers him, an idiot who thinks he's a street thug, a goof in a multi-coloured mask and some numpter from Las Vegas who turned up too drunk to wrestle last show," the Englishman says with a wry half-grin. "Plus I think Landon's got someone called Legs Flamingo he wants to bring in. If you have some real wrestlers who want a job I'll tell them exactly what I told those people - it's a hard job, it can be a tough crowd, if you can't keep up you'll have the shit beaten out of you and be made to look stupid by those who can. It's their call."

 

"Okay, thank you so much for this opportunity. These guys aren't going to let you down." She offers another handshake.

 

Toxxic puts on a wrist guard before accepting this time. "Good luck tonight against Dance Dance Dragon."

 

"Thanks!" Taiga says with a smile, before bouncing out of the office. Once back in the hall, she takes her phone out and turns it back on. "Damn, four missed calls? These guys sure are desperate..."