The scene opens up inside of the home of Nick Jones, where he is seen sitting on the couch in his living room, intensely staring at his cell phone as he types away on it. A few moments later, Diana walks into the room and walks towards Nick as she speaks to him.
Diana: Hey honey, listen, I need...
Before Diana can even finish, Nick puts one finger up, indicating that she wait a moment, without ever even looking up from his phone. Nick quickly puts his hand back to the phone and continues on as Diana folds her arms across his chest and scowls over at Nick. After a few moments, Diana starts to impatiently tap her foot before eventually moving in a few steps closer to Nick. After getting no reaction at all, Diana moves in closer, so that she is essentially standing directly over him, but Nick does not seem to even be aware of this fact. After another minute or so of this, Diana eventually leans over Nick to take a look at his phone and see what exactly it is he is doing. Upon seeing what it is, Diana rolls here eyes as she shakes his head, before stepping back.
Diana: What ever happened to you being so adamant about never-ever signing up for twitter, huh?
Nick does not bother to look up from his phone, but manages to get out a response to Diana, as intentionally short as it may have been kept.
Nick: Not my choice. Producers made me do it.
Nick continues on with his phone as Diana continues to look at him in somewhat disbelief for a few moments before trying to talk to him again.
Diana: Right, so you had Jimmy sign up, shouldn't that have been the end of it?
Nick: Yeah, sure. Whatever.
Diana: Haven't you been saying for ages how mindless and idiotic it was, and how you wanted absolutely nothing to do with it?
Nick: Yep. Totally have.
Diana: Then why, pray tell, have you spent countless non-stop hours on that stupid thing ever since Jimmy signed you up for it?
Diana stands there, staring at Nick, as she waits for an answer from Nick, but his attention now seems to be completely gone as he only stares at his phone and doesn't say a word in response to Diana. After a few more moments, Nick looks up from his phone with a confused expression on his face as he looks to Diana.
Nick: Huh?
Diana: Oh, forget it!
Diana turns and storms off out of the room, as Nick now looks even more confused as she leaves in a huff. Nick wait until she is well out of earshot before speaking to himself out loud.
Nick: What was that all about? Wait, what day is today?
Nick looks down at his cell phone for the date and nods assuredly as he sees it.
Nick: Ah, now it all makes sense.
With that, Nick returns his attention to his phone as he starts typing away.
Nick: "@SCWrestling1 you all better watch out for Diana, she's in a mood #ThatTimeOfTheMonth"
Nick chuckles to himself as he puts his phone away, when just a moment later one of the doors to the room opens and in walks Big B, who is staring down at his cell phone as he walks. He eventually looks up from it and turns to Nick.
Big B: Hey cuz, what does "that time of the month" mean? And why did you say that you think is it that time for Diana right now?
Nick's eyes go wide at Big B's comments, as his booming voice tends to carry throughout the house and he tries to shush Big B before he finishes his statement, but is too late. It's a mere second later that Diana's familiar voice can be heard coming from the room she walked into a minute earlier.
Diana: WHAT DID THAT BIG IDIOT JUST SAY?!?
Nick puts his fast down in his hands for a second before popping up out of his seat on the couch. He then turns towards Big B.
Nick: Hey B, I think Diana wants to talk to you in the kitchen.
Big B: Oh really? Goody, I hope she made something yummy for lunch!
Nick: Yeah, sure. Why not? Better get in there.
Big B is quick to respond and heads straight towards the kitchen door which Diana had gone into a few minutes earlier. As soon as he does that, Nick makes a quick bee-line out of the room and heads straight up the stairs, darting right into the bedroom and closing the door behind him. At just that moment, the distant sounds of the screaming voice of a woman can be heard, although it's too muffled to understand what is being said, but the tone gives a very strong impression that it's not good, as Nick can be seen almost cringing in response to that sound.
Nick: Better him than me.
As Nick leans back against the door, he reaches back into his pocket, pulling out his cell phone adn looking at it once again. As he is about to go typing away again, he suddenly stops himself.
Nick: She does have a point though. Even now, I really do hate this nonsense.
Nick then takes the phone and throws it down on the bed before going and walking over to the other side of the room, where he sits down in a big chair setup in the corner of the room. As Nick sits there, he starts to move around in his seat quite a bit as he seems to be uncomfortable with the current situation.
Nick: But there's no way I'm going to let these idiot fans think they got one over on the best SCW has to offer with their stupid twitter-trash.
Not being able to take it anymore, Nick hops up out of the chair and races across the room, leaping onto the bed and quickly snatching up the cell phone. Nick looks at the phone again, typing away as he lays across the bed, talking to himself all the while.
Nick: Oh, you think you're just SO funny don't you? Let's see how funny you think it is when I show everyone what a lifeless loser you are, huh pal?
Nick finishes typing up something and submits it as a big smile comes across his face, as he is clearly quite proud by whatever it is he just typed up. A few seconds later, Nick's cell phone beeps with a notification and as he looks down and reads something from his phone, a scowl appears across his face.
Nick: Now Jordan is trying to make cracks at my expense? I guess that bald punk forgets who smacked him around the ring last time we went toe-to-toe, huh? I suppose I'll just have to remind him.
Nick goes back to typing on his phone as the smile reemerges in the process. He finishes typing it up, hits submit and puts the phone down on the bed as he looks rather proud of himself.
Nick: At least I'm not too scared to actually back up my words like most of these loser Twatterers.
Diana: Is that so?
Nick turns towards the door to see it now open and with Diana standing in the doorway, her hands placed firmly on her hips. As he sees this, Nick immediately flashes a big bright, if perhaps disingenuous, smile in her direction.
Nick: Hey baby, I didn't hear you come in. How are you doing? So great to see you. Glad you came upstairs so we can spend some time together.
Diana raises an eyebrow at Nick, clearly unconvinced by his words.
Diana: Uh huh, I bet you are.
Diana simply continues to stare at Nick, who sits there quietly as he forces himself to keep up his smile.
Diana: Any recent tweets of yours you would like to share with me?
Nick does not say a word, instead just shaking his head at Diana as he maintains the smile.
Diana: So much for you backing up your words, huh?
Diana turns and walks away, leaving the room as Nick's expression quickly changes that to a glare at her as she leaves. As Diana gets out of view, Nick can be heard quietly mumbling to himself.
Nick: I knew she was on the rag.
Diana: I heard that!
Nick's eyes go wide as he hears Diana call back to him and quickly scrambles out of the bed, snagging his phone in the process and running on out of the room as the scene fades.
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The scene opens up in the backstage area setup in the Gold Coast Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada. Standing by in the interview area is the familiar face, and bust, of the one and only Ms. Rocky Mountains. Standing alongside her is Nick Jones, who seems otherwise occupied as he intently stares down at the cell phone in his hand, typing away as Rocky gets her cue.
RM: Hello everyone and welcome to the pre-show for Sin City Wrestling's biggest show of the year, Blaze of Glory II!!! I am standing by with a man who just one year ago was main eventing his very first SCW supercard in his first of what would be two reigns as the SCW Heavyweight Champion in what was the beginning of quite a year for him. Now, he steps inside of a steel cage with a man who there has been months of mounting tensions with in "Prime Time" Matthew Kennedy. Ladies and gentlemen... Nick Jones.
Rocky turns towards Nick hoping to get some sort of reaction from out of him regarding the introduction he just received, but Nick does not even flinch, as his attention is intently locked onto cell phone in his hand. Rocky looks rather annoyed at the entire situation and has a rather displeased tone in her voice as she speaks again.
RM: Um, excuse me... Nick??
The attempt generates no reaction at all from Nick, which seems to make SCW's interviewer even more annoyed, as she snows severely raises her voice as she snaps at her guest.
RM: NICK!!!!
With that, looks up from his phone with a rather perplexed look on his face as he looks over at the fuming Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Nick: Huh?
RM: You're here for an INTERVIEW you know!
Nick: Oh, right... that. What's up?
RM: You're scheduled to face "Prime Time" Matthew Kenn...
Rocky's speech fades off as she becomes aware that she has lost Nick's attention once again, as he stares down at his cell phone, clearly not paying attention is he does not even react to the fact that Rocky has stopped speaking. Rocky snaps her fingers right in front of Nick's face, grabbing his attention as he looks back up at her.
RM: You're scheduled to face "Prime Time" Matthew Kennedy at Blaze of Glory II in a steel cage match, how do you...
Rocky stops as she realizes Nick has again drifted off, shifting his focus back to his cell phone. Seeing this, Rocky moves in close and puts her hand in between Nick's face and his phone, blocking his line of sight and quite quickly garnering his attention as he looks to Rocky and snaps at her.
Nick: What do you want?!?
RM: I want you to give me attention for just two minutes so we that I can conduct this interview. Is that really THAT much to ask?
Nick rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh before responding.
Nick: Fine. Let's get this over with. What do you want to know?
RM: Your thoughts on your match verse Matthew Kennedy.
Nick: What's there to say? I think we already know how this whole thing goes. He talks tough, we step into the ring together, I beat him senseless all around the ring and win the match. The only problem is, this time...
Nick phone beeps with a notification, quickly grabbing his attention and causing him to lose focus even in the middle of his own speaking. Rocky looks completely dumbfounded at what she has just witnessed as Nick goes back to typing away on his phone. After a few moments, she shakes it off and again tries to grab Nick's attention.
RM: Nick?
Nick looks up from his phone at Rocky seeming rather confused.
Nick: What's that now?
RM: You were in the middle of speaking.
Nick: Oh... right. What was I saying?
RM: You've got to be kidding me. You were in the middle of saying what your problem with the match was.
Nick: Oh right, that. No, it's not my problem, it's little ole Matty's problem. You see, thanks to the little steel cage rule of Christian's, Kennedy won't be able to go crying to the entire world about how it doesn't really count once this match is over and he has lost to me... again.
RM: You certainly seem confident about that, but Kennedy on the other hand seems just as confident in his ability to defeat you without the ability of the likes of Big B and Tony to get involved in this match.
Nick: Can you blame him for talking that way? This is the best he's ever going to get. That moment right before the match where those few simple-minded fools out there can be convinced anything is possible. It's at that moment Kennedy can pretend like he actually has a shot of even competing in this match, never mind winning it. That time is slowly ticking away from him and soon enough we'll be in that ring together and all the talk will be over, and that's when his world will come collapsing down around him. He might as well enjoy it while he can, because it won't last once he's actually forced to back up those words. Now if you'll excuse me.
Nick returns his attention to his cell phone, but before he gets to step away, Rocky quickly grabs him by the arm to stop him.
RM: Actually, there was one more thing I was hoping to get your thoughts on before we wrapped this interview up.
Nick waves Rocky off, seemingly dismissing her, but Rocky ignores it and proceeds with her next question.
RM: I wanted to know how you felt about Kennedy's words last week. I know you seem to think his words are empty, but he had quite a few very interesting words for you, which including referring to you as a "has-been" and suggesting Mark should have released you from your SCW contract.
For the first time during this interview, Rocky's words immediately grab Nick's attention, as he quickly looks up from his phone to her.
Nick: Wait... what? You're kidding me, right? I'm sorry, but I can't believe that even Kennedy could possibly be that stupid to rant on with nonsensical diarrhea like that.
RM: I thought you might feel that way, so I actually have a clip from Kennedy's promo last week cued up and ready to roll. Take a look for yourself.
Rocky points up to the nearby monitor to direct Nick's attention at which point it comes alive and starts to air Matthew Kennedy's promo for last week. Nick stands there intently watching it as he becomes more and more visibly angry with each word he hears from Kennedy. Eventually the video comes to an end and Rocky turns her attention back to Nick, only to see him to be fuming with anger.
RM: So Nick...
Rocky is unable to get another word of whatever he question was going to be out, as Nick immediately starts to talk right over her in a loud, ranting tone.
Nick: What kind of brain damage has this moron suffered? He cannot possibly be serious with this nonsense. Who does this clown think he is? I should be fired?!? Seriously?!? I draw more fans to a single show than that clown ever has in his entire SCW career combined. He's a nothing, a nobody. I've had bowel movements that have done more for this company than he has. Not to mention, I have beaten that chump each and every time the two of us have stepped into the ring together and I promise you that it will be no different inside of that steel cage. He wants to call me a has-been? If I'm a has-been then please tell me what exactly that makes that lifelong loser? He's already proven, and it will be verified this weekend, that he cannot beat me. While he's had one reign with that little rinky dink garbage "Roulette title" that ended nearly one year ago, I was busy dominating in SCW as a ruled over this entire company as a TWO TIME SCW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!! That not enough for you, just a few months ago, SCW held it's first annual rewards and in the process, yours truly walked away as a winner of four, count 'em FOUR different SCW Awards, which included the most important one of them all; SCW's Wrestler of the Year. So I have to ask you, if all of that somehow makes me a "has-been", what exactly does that make our sorry little friend Matty? How about a never-been and never-will-be? It's time you get something through your thick little head Matt, I'm the greatest thing this company has to offer and all the facts back it up. The wins say so, the championships say so and even the awards say so. It can no longer be argued by anyone because the bottom simply is; I'm not cocky, I'm just the best.
Nick turns and goes to walk away, but as he does, his phone beeps again and Nick quickly stops as he hears it. Nick reaches into his pocket and pulls his phone back out and starts to read before typing away on it once again. Rocky sees this and cannot help but let out a small laugh before addressing Nick once more.
RM: Ok Nick, so I've got to mention one more thing. You do realize that it was at last year's Blaze of Glory that SCW's superstars were doing a series of segments to support an anti-cyber-bullying campaign? That would be the time when you used your segment as an opportunity to trash twitter and all of those who used it. Don't you find it a bit ironic that here we stand one year later and you can't even step away from it long enough to conduct a few minute long interview?
Nick stops his typing for a moment and looks up, glaring at Rocky with a scowl upon his face for a few moments before finally speaking.
Nick: Oh shut up.
Nick turns and storms off out of the interview area, leaving Rocky behind getting a bit of a laugh out of the whole situation as the scene slowly fades to black.
