[Bobbie Dahl]

 Climax Control has been done and over with for just about thirty minutes now. All of the superstars and Bombshells are beginning to filter their way out of the Peppermill Concert Hall and all of West Wendover at that. After falling short in her “big” debut, Bobbie Dahl is seen making her way out of the building with her awkwardly cute best friend, Artie, following slowly behind her. He is looking down towards the floor, occasionally kicking his left foot. He is still, obviously, upset over what happened with the Bad Boys earlier in the night, though Bobbie tries to keep a positive attitude. Except now she has something entirely different distracting her.

As she’s walking towards the exit, she has her chest puffed out proudly and sporting a wide grin on her face. This is due to the fact that she is sporting quite the wonderful memorabilia right on her chest! You see, if you weren’t paying attention to the show earlier- which I’m sure many weren’t- Bobbie Dahl is now the proud owner of the ‘Cockney King’ Ben Jordan’s autograph! Directly on her ample bosom! And she couldn’t be happier!

“Can you believe it, Artie?! He signed my lady pillows! He actually signed my big beautiful breasts!!”

Bobbie stops walking from the excitement and she turns around to face Artie. He perks up, if only temporarily to appease her, and that ever present awkward smile appears on his face again.

“Yeah...That’s just...great. I mean...really awesome, Bobbie.”

Bobbie pouts out her bottom lip, slightly disappointed that Artie is not showing the same enthusiasm she is. He scratches his head and just looks around while pursing his lips.

“Shit! I didn’t think to ask him to send Jamie Dean our way! He’s always looking for a good time and they don’t call him the ‘Sausage’ King for nothing, right?! He could open you up...in more ways than one!”

She winks at Artie and he just laughs quietly, almost nervously.

“Yeahhh...about that, Bobbie. I’ve been meaning to...You know what? N-nevermind...That would be...awesome. Open...me up...just awesome.”

Bobbie throws her arm around his shoulder and gives him a squeeze as he lets out a sigh and closes his eyes. She goes to pull him along to continue making their way towards the door when Ms. Rocky Mountains approaches them.

“Well if it isn’t the last of the big breasted brigade! What’s shakin’ Ms. Rocky?!”

Artie looks up and just blinks, hoping to stay out of this one as the conversation with Pussy Willow had turned more embarrassing than he had hoped. Ms. Rocky just offers him a polite smile and he averts his eyes quickly, before she turns back to Bobbie.

“Well, Bobbie, you seem in rather good spirits right now considering you fell short in your debut against Amy Marshall. How is it that...Hold on a minute. Is that Ben Jordan’s autograph on your chest?!”

Bobbie nods her head quickly and proudly, puffing out her chest even more. Artie just rolls his eyes behind her, but he keeps quiet while avoiding Ms. Rocky’s occasional glances in his direction.

“It sure is! Honey, I’m telling you, confidence really does pay off! I’ll now have Ben’s autograph proudly displayed on my chest for the rest of my life!”

“I’m sorry...did you say the rest of your life? But even permanent marker will wash off of skin eventually.”

Bobbie lets out a laugh and playfully shoves Ms. Rocky.

“Oh I know that Rocky tits! Do you think I’m insane enough to actually let the gorgeous Ben Jordan’s autograph get washed off of these lucious bongos of mine?! Hellll no girl! I’m dragging Artie here with me to the nearest tattoo shop and getting this thing inked on me so it says permanent!”

Ms. Rocky just smiles and laughs. She nods in approval and when she looks to Artie, she notices he’s saying something under his breath.

“What was that, Artie? I couldn’t hear you.”

Bobbie and Rocky both look back to Artie. He looks up nervously and tries to come up with something to hide what he really said, but he can’t.

“W-what? Oh...I just said...Needles. Y-yikes...But that sounds...fun. Loads...of fun.”

“Are you okay, honey? You seem a little off…”

Bobbie gives Artie another hug and he tries to muster up as much of a reassuring smile as he can. Which isn’t very successful to anyone other than Bobbie.

“He’ll be peachy! He’s still a little bummed about those boner riding Bad Boys spraying him with the wrong bodily fluid!”

Ms. Rocky’s eyes widen as she stares at Bobbie, almost horrified at her lack of a brain to mouth filter.

“I have to say, Bobbie. You really hold nothing back at all, do you? If your match against Amy tonight is any indication, your opponent next week could be in for a real treat.”

Bobbie’s eyes light up in surprise, and excitement!

“My opponent next week?! I have another match next week?!”

Ms. Rocky nods.

“You sure do. The card was just announced. You’re facing Cadence Carter in the opener.”

Bobbie raises an eyebrow and thinks for a moment.

“Cadence Carter? As in the new chick from that rap video or whatever that showed earlier?”

Ms. Rocky nods again and Bobbie just smiles and lets out a laugh.

“Oooh, goody! Another pancake in the making!”

As she finishes that sentence, she stops and thinks for a moment, her mouth dropping open. Artie points his index finger at her, but she starts to space out and his finger comes closer to her mouth. When she finally snaps out of it, he yanks his hand away quickly and she stares at him, confused.

“Artie! What were you doing?!”

“You have...a little bit of...drool. Right there.”

She quickly wipes at her mouth, indeed feeling a little bit of drool as Artie had pointed out, and she laughs this off.

“Hahahaha. Sorry about that. I just started thinking about pancakes as soon as I mentioned turning little Cadence into a human pancake! But, I was thinking about the good pancakes. The edible kind. Like blueberry. Or chocolate chip. Just drenched in real maple syrup. Mmmm mmmm mmmm!”

Ms. Rocky waves her hand in front of Bobbie’s face, stealing her attention back to the topic at hand for a moment.

“Umm, Bobbie?”

Artie just scratches his head.

“At least she didn’t mention cheesecake…”

Artie speaks under his breath, low enough where one can’t hear him. Ms. Rocky sees his mouth move a little, but she doesn’t question him on what he said.

“Sorrrrry! Actually, no I’m not. I love food, obviously, and won’t apologize for this big ass squashing a few stick thin bimbos! I know nothing about Cadence Carter, but I do know that after Sunday, she’s gonna be in a world of hurt! She might appear to be from the ghetto or the ‘hood’ but that certainly won’t help her against me! There’s a Bobbie Bomb in her future!”

“You mean Boobie Bomb?”

Bobbie shakes her head and looks at Ms. Rocky confused.

“Boobie Bomb?! Funny, and I like that, but no. It’s called the Bobbie Bomb!”

“Jason Adams referred to it as the Boobie Bomb and on your bio on the website that’s what it’s listed as.”

Artie suddenly gets a guilty expression on his face and he backs away slowly, biting his bottom lip. Bobbie is about to say something, when a thought hits her and she turns around to face Artie.

“Artie! Did you proofread everything before you sent my information over?!”

“Well...I mean...I thought I...I’m sure I...No. I didn’t.”

Bobbie throws her arms up in the air and Ms. Rocky just giggles.

“Great. Just wonderful! You’re lucky you’re adorkable and impossible to be mad at, Artie, otherwise I’d totally spank you or something! Even though you’re like me and you’d rather have the hot sexy men punish you with a spanking or two!”

“Yeahh...Listen, Bobbie...About that...I’m...n-n-n...nevermind. It’s nothing.”

“I wish you wouldn’t that, Artie! You start to say something and then you just...stop! Oh well, another time! Let’s get outta here because my titties are begging to be inked! Adios, Ms. Rocky! It was nice chattin’ with ya! Tata to you and your big tatas!!”

Bobbie then takes Artie by his hand and with a great big yoink, she yanks him out of the building, eager to get her chest tattooed! Ms. Rocky just shakes her head with a smile as she watches them disappear out of the building.

“Things are going to be verrrry interesting with that woman running around this place. I really need to ask Mark and Christian where they found that woman…”

Ms. Rocky then lets out a sigh but chuckles again as she turns and walks away and the scene fades to black.