WILL “WORK” FOR FOOD
We cut to just outside the Ball Arena to what is very obviously a pre-taped vignette, as the sun is still in the sky and the doors to the arena have just been opened moments ago. The crowd of PRIMEates move forward slowly like a well trained herd, excited to see what the night has in store.
Amongst the crowd of eager fans and greedy scalpers, a somewhat familiar face is seen off to the side seated with his back to the wall and holding a cardboard sign that simply reads:
“Will “Work” for Food!
Pinfalls = FOOD!
Submissions = FOOD!”
The once cherubic face of “Beautiful” Bobby Dean is now haggard and covered in a scraggly beard that more resembles day old growth instead of the 6-months it’s truly taken him. Ivan Stanislav would shake his head in abject disgust at this flimsy attempt at facial hair.
Annabelle Dean: Come on dad, get into position!
Little Belle Dean, dressed in a zebra shirt that looks like it was homemade with black spray paint and black slacks, barks out as she stuffs yet another dollar into a pocket that’s already pretty stuffed with greenbacks. With the sigh of a dad who is clearly used to being bossed around by his teenage daughter, Bobby struggles to lay that girthy body of his onto the concrete, belly up, as another 10 year old kid pounces on top of him, smiling from ear to ear.
1!
2!
3!
Annabelle’s hand comes down again, and again, and yet again. The whole while, the kid’s mom is recording the interaction on her phone and cheering her little champ on. When it’s all said and done, the kid leaps to his feet and begins an elaborate celebration that would rival that of Cancer Jiles.
Familiar Voice: Pizmo working the opener and Bobby eating pins for a dollar. How the mighty Bandits have fallen.
Looking up from his back Bobby sees an upside down Lindsay Troy, the eGG Queen herself, standing nearby and shaking her head in mock disapproval. Before Bobby can say anything in his defense, LT’s gaze shifts over to Annabelle. With a kind smile and a friendly wink, the Boss addresses the young Dean.
Lindsay Troy: Playing to your dad’s strengths to earn a few bucks…not bad, Belle. I’m impressed. You busy this summer? We’ve got a few paid internships that we’re still looking to fill.
Annabelle Dean: I don’t know, you got room for one more?
Little Belle shifts her pleading eyes toward her father before looking back to Troy, causing the Lady of the Hour to sigh; a common response when in regard to Bobby Dean.
Lindsay Troy: I think he counts for more than just one… but let’s talk about it.
Troy leads the way toward the Employees Only door, with an eager Annabelle close on her heels and a defeated Bobby still lying on the ground behind. The Queen looks back over her shoulder at the Beautiful Man from Honalee
Lindsay Troy: Well, are you just gonna lie there or are you gonna come too?
The cameras begin to shift as there isn’t enough tape to record the massive Bobby Dean scrambling to his feet.