(Entering The Hotel room Faith is staying in; we slowly enter the living room and go up to the bathroom door where steam from the shower is slowly pouring out. The door slowly opens to reveal the outline of Faith’s naked, wet body through the glass shower door. While listening to “Change (in the house of flies)” by the Deftones from her boom box, Faith is slowly rubbing her hands around on her shoulders. Letting the hot beads of water run down her back, Faith slowly leans her head back. Looking up at the ceiling of the shower stall, she starts to imagine herself floating in thin air. Her long, purple dreads are just hanging beneath her as she starts to float up to the stars. Her body is completely relaxed as if she was starting to feel like she was finally going home where she could rest forever. It had been a long time since Faith had felt so at ease. She imagines herself floating amongst the Milky Way, losing herself in the silent serenity. Taking a deep breath, she then snaps back to reality as she hears a loud knock on the door of her hotel room. Faith then reaches down to turn the shower, opens up the shower door and reaches for a towel that is hanging on a hook on the wall near the shower stall. Faith dries her body off, wraps the towel around herself, bends down and whips her dreads back. She quickly heads out of the bathroom to find out whose knocking so hard at the door. She approaches the door and lays her face against to find out whose there.)
{Faith}
Who is it?
{Hotel clerk}
Room service! I am here with the pizza you ordered a bit ago ma’am.
(Faith then has a huge smile spread across her face. She quickly runs to her bed to grab her wallet out of her purse. She grabs her wallet and runs back to the door. She unlocks the door very quickly to reveal the Hotel clerk.)
{Faith}
It’s about fuckin’ time fool. I’ve been starving my ass off.
{Hotel clerk}
Sorry about the wait ma’am. It’s been very busy tonight with the wrestling show in town and all.
{Faith}
Sssshhhiiit. It had betta been busy. It’s been like almost 2 hours since I ordered the damn thing.
(Faith shuffles through her wallet, trying to find the money as she goes on insulting the hotel service. He gives her a fake smile over and angry expression. He is likely thinking all kinds of bad things about her while she looks up and he hides the anger. She goes to hand the man a twenty dollar bill, but he bats it away.)
{Hotel clerk}
I am very sorry ma’am. I’ll go down to front desk to make sure that the pizza is taken off your bill. Once again Golden Coast Casino apologizes for the inconvenience.
{Faith}
Don’t apologize to me son, just hand over the fuckin pie and we cool.
(The Hotel clerk hands the pizza over to Faith. She quickly takes the pizza and slams the door. Then, she runs back to her bed and sits down to enjoy her delightfully tasting authentic Brooklyn style pizza. She lifts the lid of the pizza box open and takes the first slice out. Faith then takes the first bite where her eyes quickly light up.)
{Faith}
Hot Damn! This some tasty ass pizza. I wish I had this shit back home. Hmm hmm.
(The phone suddenly rings and causes Faith to react in a very sassy way. She reaches over picks up the phone. She flips her wet hair to the side and rolls her eyes.)
{Faith}
Hello!
[Front desk clerk]
Hello mam, we just wanted to ensure you that because of the bad timing, we took the pizza off your bill.
{Faith}
Oh my lawd mighty. I just started eating the late ass pizza that you guys just delivered. Can’t a sista just eat in peace without being bothered?
{Front desk clerk}
Sorry we caught you at a bad time.
{Faith}
Look, it’s okay. I been under a lot of stress, and I just wanted to eat some pizza like an hour ago. I got a big match coming up against Jessie Salco and Alexis Morrison for the Bombshell Roulette championship and I just got a hundred things on my mind right now.
{Front Desk Clerk}
Well, the Golden Coast Hotel has a wide variety of amenities that are great for relieving stress. And, we are centrally located, close to many of Vegas’s fine attractions… Have a good evening, miss.
(Faith then slammed the phone back on the hook. She thinks about it for a second and nods her head. She ponders the possibilities. After eating a few more slices, Faith then got up to go to the closet to pick out some clothes to put on. While she was digging through the closet, she slowly started to bob her head. She forgot to turn her boom box off she had in the bathroom. It booms as it was playing some good ol’ Pantera. She reached in and grabbed her black, lacy belly shirt and some tattered jeans. After getting her shirt and pants on, she went to sit on the bed to put on her black, grungy –looking, ankle-high heeled shoes. She then stood up and it hit her. The boom box was still blaring, and not only was still Pantera playing. But it was her favorite song by them playing. The one and only “Mouth For War.” As soon as the song kicked in , Faith then started to windmill her dreads around in fast circles. After about a few seconds for some adrenaline to kick in, Faith then looks up with a smile, trying to catch her breath. She turned around to face the bed, where she reaches down to grab her purse. She leans back up to head to the door of her room. Before she opens up the door, she looks straight ahead to face the door.)
{Faith}
Alright peeps of Las Vegas. Let’s see what y’all have to offer in this crazy, beautiful city.
(Faith opens up the door and starts to head down the hallway. She comes across the elevator, pushes the magic button to have the doors open up, then she looks at the buttons inside the elevator and presses the one that says “Casino/Lobby.” The doors close and the elevator starts to move down. As the elevator is slowly moving down, she starts to think to herself what all she would feel like doing in the casino. She knew that she didn’t have a whole lot of money to really gamble much so she thought to take some chances on some slots first. The elevator doors opened and she walked to search and find some eye catching slots that had any good vibes of possibly winning some kind of money. After walking about 100 feet or so, Faith finally spots a slot machine that looks worthy of her money. It’s big electric purple colored letters said “Horror Monsters from Hell.” Faith then sat down pulled out her purse and grabbed a twenty dollar bill. It said ready and she pulled down the plastic-bone shaped knob. After all the columns stopped moving she won nothing. She pulled that lever down about 5 more times and still no winnings. Watching that twenty dwindle down to a measly four bucks she sits back and thinks about moving to a different slot machine when out of nowhere a unwanted familiar voice sounds off behind her. She knew this voice too. It was that ornery coward Giani. )
{Giani}
Figures the poor ass ghetto chick in this biz would be in the casino would be trying to win some quick cash. Probably gonna send it back to you 10 kids at home. Isn’t that right momma?
(Faith turns around and faces Giani. She looks up at him and crosses her arms, keeping complete eye contact.)
{Faith}
HA! First off, I don’t have any damn kids. Plus, look at you. You tight, white dress suit. I’m sorry babe, but how you lookin, looks like you should be going to the gay club next door.
{Giani}
I ain’t gay, you ghetto trash!
{Faith}
Damn! Giani baby, cool it. As defensive as you sound, you’re probably one of those in the closet types. Not to mention, don’t think I won’t tell the other guys that your always checking there asses out in the ring. When you should be checking out me and the other gorgeous Bombshells in the SCW.
{Giani}
You’re just mumbling now honey, you might as well just shut it and save yourself some dignity of what little you do have.
{Faith}
Man, you pussy ass, marky mark-lookin motha fucka! I hate it when people interrupt me. But you know what? How about you just stampede your cheap ass along so I can go on with my slot machine.
{Giani}
Whatever you say. You probably won’t win anything anyway. Just like your match against Jessie and Alexis. See you in the ring. Which probably will be never since that’s what most you broke ass sista’s do when you don’t get your way.
{Faith}
Well, at least I didn’t abandon my partner in the ring you bitch acting coward. Now, how about you get the fuck out of my sight before I slap that fake ass tan off your gorilla lookin’ face like I did with Alexis Morrison.
(After that comment, Giani was just pissed out of this world. He looked at Faith and then stormed off in the opposite direction. Where Faith slowly turned back to the slot machine she was sitting at. She looked up and thought to herself.)
{Faith}
I’ve got nothing left to lose at this point. What the hell,I bet the max.
(Faith then pushes the max button, pursuing the rest of her twenty dollar bill. The middle columns in the machine start to spin and then right as she thought all was lost. The columns all matched! Then the lights at the top of the machine started going off and she looked at the machine to reveal she won a jack pot of twenty thousand dollars!. Faith then took her winnings and looked up to the roulette table. Where she was thinking that’s it’s time to win some even bigger bucks now.)
{Faith}
It is time to take a chance here. What have I got to lose really? I just took twenty bucks and multiplied it by a thousand. When I come into Blaze of Glory 2, I will do exactly the same. I will walk into that match with my skills, and I will walk out beating that skanky devil’s whore Alexis Morrison just like I did two weeks ago. I will pin her shoulders to the mat one more time to prove to the world that I am the better woman.
{Faith buys in with some chips, setting them down on the mat and watching as the wheel begins spinning. The ball drops inside and begins spinning, knocking all around the slots and Faith waits intently.)
{Faith}
Alexis has been spouting off at the mouth behind the scenes about how I don’t deserve to be in this match, but if I didn’t embarrass her in the ring by putting her in her place, I wouldn’t even be in it. If she wasn’t a shitty champion, then maybe, just maybe I wouldn’t even be a factor. Honey, don’t hate because you’re jealous of me. I only did what I do best when I held your soldiers to the mat for the one, two three baby.
(The wheel stops and the ball lands in the final slot. Faith clinches her fists and slams against the table in frustration. She grits her teeth before slapping down a few more chips. The wheel begins spinning once again and the ball is heard clanking against the wheel as it goes.)
{Faith}
And poor Jessie Salco thinks that I’m some easy as shit fake female who doesn’t stand a chance. I’m not gonna front and say that Jessie is a suck ass competitor like Alexis Morrison, because she ain’t. She is a good wrestler and I have respect for her even if she don’t for me. My mentor Spike must think good of her because he invited her to represent New X-Tremes. If she sucked, she wouldn’t be in there. But that don’t mean I am gonna be any worse than her. I’m gonna bring it my all and the two metal Bombshells can prove why we are metal when we act like the ring is a damn mosh pit. May the better woman win. Jessie.
(Faith jumps up and down excitedly as she finally hits for a few extra bucks. She slaps a few more chips down on the table and high fives an older cowboy sitting next to her and the wheel starts spinning more when we start to leave Faith.)
