From the sight of Pleasant passing out, we return backstage where we see…
Adam Ellis is standing outside his dressing room. Leaning back against the wall. Arms folded. Nervously shifting his weight back and forth from one foot to the other.
He’s dressed and ready for his upcoming match with Cecilworth Farthington.
He should be one hundred percent focused on his upcoming match with Cecilworth Farthington… which is only a few minutes away.
Adam Ellis: Where is she?
But he’s not.
Adam’s fidgeting… and waiting… and getting a little worried as match time grows closer concerned because-
Female Voice: Adam!
The familiar voice calling out to him gets Adam’s attention.
Ellis exhales a breath of relief when he sees Dawn McGill, pulling a travel bag behind her with a Singapore cane affixed to the side, coming towards him.
Adam Ellis: You made it.
Dawn McGill: Sorry I’m late.
She walks into the shot with the bottom of her black overcoat swinging back and forth.
Dawn McGill: Hopefully you got my text. The match at the barn went a little long today and then I got a flat tire on the way to the airport and had to catch a later flight.
Adam Ellis: Yes ma’am, I got your text.
Dawn removes the overcoat and folds it over the extended handle of her travel bag, revealing that she’s already wearing her wrestling gear.
Dawn McGill: Yeah, I kinda had to get dressed on the plane.
Adam Ellis: Well you’re here now. That’s all that matters.
Dawn fluffs her medium-length blonde hair and rolls her neck a couple times.
Dawn McGill: By the way, is this the company where Richard Parker is the color man?
Adam Ellis: Yes, ma’am.
Dawn McGill: Ugh. He looked down my dress when I was splayed out on the broadcast table at the PWA-1 show. Damn Cancer Jiles and his Coolympian Yolk. Right in my eyes. Couldn’t see a damn thing.
Adam Ellis: Sorry about that.
Dawn McGill: Oh it’s fine. So, let’s get down to business. Are you all stretched out and ready to go?
Adam Ellis: Yes, ma’am.
Dawn McGill: Good. The only thing you should be focused on right now is how you’re going to beat Cecilworth Farthington tonight because this is your night.
He nodded as she spoke.
Adam Ellis: Well, I’m not sure about that but with you in my corner-
Dawn McGill: This isn’t about me being in your corner., Adam. It’s about you. You can do this. I’m just here to lend a friendly helping hand…
Adam watches her undo the straps holding the Singapore cane to her travel bag.
Dawn McGill: …and a Singapore cane to use on Cecilworth if he gets carried away.
Adam Ellis: Well okay then.
Dawn McGill: All right. I’m going to go put my stuff in the dressing room. Then we’re going to walk out to the ring and you’re going to go out and win this match tonight… right?
Adam Ellis: Yes ma’am.
Dawn McGill: Good. I’ll be right back.
Dawn exits the shot with her travel bag.
Adam stands and takes a couple of deep breaths. Then he says to no one in particular with a voice that’s not very full of conviction…
Adam Ellis: I can do this.