A DIVINE FIVE STAR WATCH PARTY
The scene switches to a suite within the arena as Jonathan-Christopher Hall dusts chairs and organizes them in the fashion his Amazing Life Partner desires while she contemplates out loud.
Vickie Hall: Maybe the larger chair should be in the middle.
The Vow of Virtue takes the big chair (which was on the right hand side), digs down deep and deadlifts it. He walks the chair over and places it in the center of the room. Vickie takes a step back, raising her hands like a picture frame and peering inside.
Vickie Hall: Hm. No. I don’t enjoy this setup. I want a divine watching party, my love. Please move the chair back to where you found it.
Without question, Jonathan-Christopher lowers his base, wraps his arms around the chair and lifts it. He walks the red chair back to where it came from. The exact second its legs meet the floor, Vickie shakes her head.
Vickie Hall: Actually, it’s going to be much more prestige on the left-hand side. Yes. Yes the left-hand side will do nicely. Jonathan-Christopher, may you place the chair on the left-hand side.
Again, no issue whatsoever, even though Jonathan-Christopher’s hands are red and his forehead is sweating. He does as he’s told. Vickie raises her hands like a picture frame again.
Vickie Hall: This will do. Very luxurious.
Vickie walks over to Jonathan-Christopher. He’s breathing heavily but she doesn’t seem to mind. She wraps her arms around him and stares into his eyes.
Vickie Hall: Now Jonathan-Christopher, we have two very important guests. I know they will be your opponents in a few weeks but tonight they are a wonderful accent to this majestic dream coming off your first victory! What a PRIME debut match for my honey-bunch of oats, pinning that ugly Tapioca Puddings!
Puddings wasn’t pinned, but whatever. The Forever Man isn’t going to correct his spouse.
Vickie Hall: Tonight, we will watch the final two opponents in the Five Star Championship contest. And-
There is a strong knock on the door, as Vickie turns around. At first, Vickie displays anger being interrupted but then smiles upon seeing who’s there. In walks Cecilia Ryan. Before Ryan can say anything, Vickie releases the hold from her man and pops right into Cecilia’s face.
Vickie Hall: Well hello there. My name is Vickie…
Cecilia looms over the tiny, 5’2” Pretty Pink girl who extends her hand but Ryan does nothing with it.
Vickie Hall: You’re quite the tall woman, aren’t you? I am pleased to meet you. Jonathan-Christopher and I were thinking it would be a wonderfully fabulous time if we all got to know each other before the big dance.
Vickie holds her hands out towards the large red chair.
Vickie Hall: You will be sitting here for the night.
Ryan doesn’t move. She simply stands there, trying to make sense of everything. If Vickie was grounded in reality, she may pick up a sense of danger with Cecilia. However, of course, she’s ignorant.
Vickie Hall: Yes, please sit my dear.
Vickie snaps her fingers, walks over to Jonathan-Christopher and nudges him in the arm. The Timid Tiger leans down for Pretty Pink to whisper in his ear… except the whispering is loud enough for the camera to pick it up and, obviously, Cecilia Ryan, too.
Vickie Hall: (“whispering”) I need you to be a stand-up guy, baby. I need you to help me greet this woman. She’s very strange and odd and strangely odd.
Jonathan-Christopher apologizes to his ALP profusely before walking hand-in-hand with Vickie. They present a united front even though it’s clear Vickie wasn’t happy with him. The Hall’s approach Ryan.
Jonathan-Christopher Hall: (nervously) Hello, I am Jonathan-Christopher.
He extends his hand but then immediately pulls back seeing a look of sly intensity on Ryan’s face. Vickie nudges The Forever Man to put his arm back out there. He does so, reluctantly.
Cecilia slowly raises her hand and grabs Jonathan-Christopher’s. A grin crosses Ryan’s face as the two shake, although it is very clear Murder Daddy’s Daughter is crushing JC’s hand as they do. You can hear his bones shifting, lightly cracking under the pressure. Jonathan-Christopher tries to work through the pain, being strong for his woman.
Jonathan-Christopher Hall: (struggling) Nice to… ow… meet you… ow…
Cecilia continues to grin sadistically before releasing the hand and Jonathan-Christopher inspects it soon after. It’s beet red and shaking. He begins rubbing his palm with his left hand. Meanwhile, Vickie hasn’t noticed.
Vickie Hall: It is really nice to meet you, Cecilia.
Vickie doesn’t have interest in her small talk. Instead, she’s trying to direct the wrestler to the seat they have set up for her.
Vickie Hall: Hmmph, I can see you enjoy standing. I bet that’s a killer on those legs.
Vickie turns to the chair and then to Ryan. She turns to the chair and then to Ryan. Chair. Ryan. Chair. Ryan. Does she have a death wish? Jonathan-Christopher certainly thinks so as he quivers behind his ALP.
Finally, Cecilia Ryan makes her move.
…out of the suite.
Vickie is left standing there aimlessly. The look on her face, suggesting she has been emotionally destroyed at the highest of levels. Soon, she finds Jonathan-Christopher behind her and whacks him lightly in the arm before crossing her own arms and pouting.
Vickie Hall: I am feeling hurt, Jonathan-Christopher. You need to do a better job introducing yourself. It’s clear that woman is self conscious given her awkward looking frame. She isn’t like us, she isn’t pure. She is a Big Foot. An outcast. Poor girl.
Pretty Pink walks over to the large chair and sulks in it.
Vickie Hall: Jonathan-Christopher, this night is ruined. Tell Nathan Filmix he might as well not bother coming.
Hall is likely mistaken. They invited Shawn Warstein, not Nathan Filmix, since Shawn was the victor in his 5-Star Championship scramble.
Jonathan-Christopher Hall: I am so so so sorry, honey. I will get right on this.
The Vow of Virtue takes out his cell phone but looks at his ALP beforehand. She coldly turns away from him, struggling with the emotional pain of not feeling represented like a couple.
Vickie looks the suite over and shakes her head.
Vickie Hall: Also, do put this chair, with me in it, on the right-hand side when you’re done. I can’t believe you let me place it on the left. This is terrible. No wonder Tall Girl fled.
The scene fades.