The scene fades in to see a black stretch limousine cruising down the highway. It then cuts inside to see it is occupied by the SCW's newest superstar, Nick Jones, accompanied by his girlfriend Diana Roberts and his entourage, Big B, Slick Tony, Jimmy Money, and Max Goldstein.
Nick: Ah, this is the life. Back in the business that I have dominated before and will dominate again, and doing it in style.
Nick kicks his feet up and sits back, putting his arm around Diana with a big smile on his face.
Big B: This is awesome that we're going to a show that's so close that we can just take a limo ride there! And Las Vegas is going to be so much fun! But where is the show next week gonna be?
Nick: B, the entire company is permanently based out of Vegas.
Big B: Oh... ok.
Big B pauses and thinks for a moment before following that up with another question.
Big B: Well what about the week after that?
Nick just puts his face in his hands while shaking his head at the stupidity of his cousin. Tony, who is sitting next to B, just quickly reaches back behind B's head and slaps him right across the back of it. B quickly turns his head and glares at Tony who just looks at him and shrugs.
Tony: I dunno, wasn't me.
Big B turns the other direction, where there is nothing but the divider to the front seat and the driver. Big B scratches his head in division not understanding where this slap could have come from, as the entire limo full of people now just watches and shakes their heads. However, Nick's attention is quickly diverted as he looks over to see his account, Max, looking as nervous and jittery as ever.
Nick: What the hell is your problem this time?
Max: Oh gawd, it's the expense!
Nick: What are you talking about?
Max: This stretch limousine! You're living in LA, we're going to Vegas, are we going to be doing this every week? Oh gawd, I'm not sure you can afford this.
Nick goes to speak, but before he gets a chance is interrupted by Jimmy.
Jimmy: Maxy, baby... it's all about rolling in style, baby. We...
Nick immediately cuts Jimmy off.
Nick: Oh, would you shut up with that crap already?
Nick then turns his attention back to his nervous accountant.
Nick: Listen Max, there's nothing for you to worry about. I just signed a nice new contract with SCW and in no time I'll back to being champion, and you know how what that means.
Jimmy: We'll be rolling in the money, baby!
Nick just glares at Jimmy for not heeding his earlier warning. Jimmy notices this and quickly sits back and stays quiet.
Nick: Yes, the money will be rolling in. How many years have we managed to get by still living off all of the cash that came in when I was GXW Champion? Now that the money is ready to come pouring in again, I'm sure we can handle a few luxuries. Hell, if I'm still not broke after all of these years with this leech...
Nick motions over to Diana, who simply returns a glare in his direction.
Nick: ...what's there to be worried about?
Diana: Yeah, this coming from the guy who spends more money on his clothes and beauty supplies than I do.
Nick: Oh, don't be jealous because I'm better looking than you. The fact that I'm still with you after all of these years should prove that I don't even care that I'm too good for you.
Nick grins widely as he then goes to reach his arm back around Diana, who just smacks his arm away. Nick laughs to himself before turning his attention back to Max.
Nick: The point is, after all of these years everything has been fine and before you know it we'll have more money to spend than ever before. So try to take it easy, alright buddy?
Max: I guess you're right, I just can't believe the cost of this limo. I mean, are they kidding me with this? Can't we find something that's a better deal? It's ridiculous!
Nick: Max... stop. It's going to be alright, I promise.
Big B: Yeah, don't worry Max... Nick can just keep charging all of this stuff on those credit cards like he's been doing lately.
Nick quick spins his head over into the direction of Big B, his eyes shooting daggers at Big B, as it quickly becomes clear Max was not aware of that scenario. Max immediately starts to hyperventilate at the realization of what was just said.
Max: What?! Oh gawd! We're all going to be broke! That's it! We're done for!
Tony smacks Big B upside the head once again as Dana grabs a paper bag and moves over next to Max and gives it to him to breath into as she tries to calm him. Jimmy tries to contain his laughter at the situation as Nick simply stares bullets at B for a few moments before finally addressing him.
Nick: You know, sometimes I really hate you.
Big B looks around to see who Nick is addressing before realizing that it is him.
Big B: Me? What'd I do?
Nick: God you're an idiot.
Big B: That's not a very nice thing to say.
Nick being beyond frustrated with the situation, slams down the drink he was sipping and takes the empty glass and heaves it at Big B, hitting him in the head with it.
Big B: OW!!
The rest of the car all gets a good laugh, including Max into his paper bag, as B rubs his head in pain and the scene fades out.
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The scene fades in out front of the Luxor Resort Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada. After a few moments, a black stretch limousine is seen pulling out front. The door swings open and out steps SCW superstar Nick Jones. He reaches his hand back in and helps his girlfriend Diana out of the car. As they step away from the car, the members of Nick's entourage all pile out behind them. Nick turns around and addresses them.
Nick: B, listen, go check us into the hotel... me and Diana are going to go hit the tables, grab us when you've got the room keys.
Nick turns to walk away and then stops as he thinks over what he just said. He turns back around to the group of men and addresses them again.
Nick: Scratch that... Jimmy, you check us in. B, just carry the bags alright? As for you other two, make sure those two don't do anything too stupid without me around.
Jimmy: Nicky, baby... don't worry, we got it.
Nick just rolls his eyes and without saying a word turns and walks into the entrance of the Luxor. However, he doesn't make it far, as it seems someone was waiting for him. After just a few steps out onto the casino floor, Nick is quickly approached by SCW Head Reporter, Pussy Willow.
Pussy: Nick Jones... hi, I'm Pussy Willow, Head Reporter for SCW. Do you have a minute to speak?
Nick's attention is immediately drawn upon hearing this, and is only further so once he turns and sees the woman talking to him. He has an inquisitive look as he responds to her.
Nick: I'm sorry, what did you say your name was again?
Pussy: Pussy Willow.
Nick: Pussy... Willow. Ok then... that's just super.
Nick then starts patting around at his pockets before looking at Diana sheepishly.
Nick: Oh geez honey, it looks like I left my cell phone in the limo. Would you be a dear and go grab it for me before it drives off?
Diana just kind of glares at Nick, clearly not exactly sure what to think of this sudden realization.
Nick: Sorry to ask honey, I would do it myself but I don't want to be rude... need to do this interview thing here with... Pussy.
Diana glares at Nick for a few moments, not exactly believing that Nick is particularly concerned about being rude to anyone, before finally conceding.
Diana: Fine.
Diana turns and walks away, heading back towards the limo to look for Nick's lost cell phone. As she gets out of view Nick turns to look back at Pussy Willow, or more specifically, turns and looks straight back at her chest.
Pussy: Nick, first let me say welcome to the SCW. In a couple of weeks you have your first match in the SCW and not to mention your first match anywhere in years when you face Stoner Scott Oliver one on one at Climax Control... what are your thoughts?
Nick says nothing, continuing to stare at his interviewers chest for a few more moments before realizing he's been asked a question. He snaps out of it for a moment and looks up at her face.
Nick: What?
Pussy: I said, what are your thoughts on your...
Pussy stops even asking the question as she sees Nick's attention his drifted right back down to her chest. She puts a finger under Nick's chin and lifts his head up so they are looking eye to eye.
Pussy: Up here dear... now what are your thoughts on your upcoming match?
Nick: Oh right, my match... who the hell am I facing again?
Pussy: Stoner Scott Oliver.
Nick: Yeah him, well...
Nick stops mid-sentence as he sees a rather annoyed Diana has walked back over. She glares at Nick who tries to play it off.
Nick: Hey honey, find the phone?
Diana: It's so strange, it doesn't seem as if the phone was anywhere in the limo.
Nick: That is strange... I'm not sure where...
Nick again stops mid-sentence as a very frightening realization comes to him as to what's about to happen. As he was speaking, Diana pulled out her cell phone and begin to dial. Nick can do nothing but stand there nervously, hoping that by some luck what he thinks is about to happen doesn't. And then it's just a moment later, the sound of "Cocky" by Kid Rock comes blasting from within his pocket. He sports an innocent smile towards Diana as he pulls his cell phone from out of his pocket.
Nick: Oh, there it is... oops.
Diana stares a whole straight through Nick, who quickly in attempt to change the subject gets very serious with his interview.
Nick: As far as this Stoner whats-his-name guy is concerned, I can assure you I have very little to worry about.
Pussy: And why do you say that?
Nick: Well he's never beaten me before, has he?
Pussy: But he...
Nick: HAS HE?
Pussy: Well no, but...
Nick: Exactly, so no reason to think that will be any different going forward.
Pussy: But you've never fought each other before.
Nick: So?
Pussy: Well if you've never fought each other, he'd never have been able to beat you.
Nick: That doesn't really matter. He's never been able to beat me, and I promise you he never will be able to beat me. All this guy is to me is a warm-up to work off a bit of the ring rust, nothing more... and my old buddy Mark was good enough to give me some scrawny little peon like this to do just that with. I mean, have you seen this guy? He's like 100 lbs soaking wet, Diana here could kick his ass. Not to mention, in what world should I be scared of some strung-out dipshit stoner?
Pussy: Well he...
Nick: Bah, stop right there... I really don't care. Like I said, I'll take care of him without any problems, work off that rust and go on to take the SCW Championship from...
Nick hesitates and thinks for a moment before turning to Pussy.
Nick: Who the hell is the champion around here?
Pussy: Gabriel won the match to be crowned the first ever champion at SCW's first super card just last week.
Nick: Gabriel... who the hell is that?
Pussy: Well he's partners with Despayre and...
Nick: Whoa, whoa... hold it right there. Are you telling me this guy is a freakin' tag team wrestler?
Pussy: Well... yes.
Nick bursts into hysterical laughter upon hearing this.
Nick: Are you freaking kidding me? A TAG TEAM wrestler? Your heavyweight champion is a TAG TEAM wrestler? Holy crap, this place is absolutely hilarious. Oh man, this is going to be even easier than I thought. Who's the number one contender... you?
Nick points in the direction of Pussy as he says this.
Pussy: Well of course not, actually...
Nick: Oh stop, it's not like it matters. I don't care who's the champion once I get my shot, whether it's some tag team nobody, a chick interviewer or maybe even the ring announcer... there's nobody in this place who stands a chance against me, and that title will be mine, it's just a matter of when. Now if you wouldn't mind, me and my lovely girlfriend are going to go now. And now that you know I'm in a relationship, I would appreciate if you wouldn't continue to hit on me going forward. Goodbye.
Nick puts his arm around Diana and walks away, as Pussy Willow stands there holding her microphone with a look of shock on her face. Yet, as soon as Nick walks a few steps away, with his arm still around Diana he turns his head and starts clearing staring back to the same spot where his attention was focused earlier. Pussy's only reaction is to shake her head and turn and walk away, which seems to be only something further Nick enjoys watching. As she gets out of viewing distance, Nick turns his head back around and walks off with Diana.
The two proceed towards the front desk to check in with the entourage to see if they have yet checked in, but meet them midway as the four men walk up to Nick and Diana. Nick looks at them and sees that Big B is carrying the bags for all 6 of them while Tony, Jimmy and Max stand there empty-handed. He can't help but laugh at this sight.
Nick: Why are you carrying all of the bags?
Big B: You told me to get the bags.
Nick just shakes his head as he chuckles to himself.
Nick: Whatever... we checked in?
Big B: Yep... the card-key is right here in my shirt pocket.
Big B, arms full with bags, starts to shuffle the bags around trying to get a free hand, but is clearly struggling with that. He then does a quick swing around to his left in order to try to get to his pocket, and in the process hits Max right in the head with one of the bags, knocking him straight to the floor. Not even noticing, B swings in the other direction and this time connects a bag to the head of Jimmy, knocking him to the floor as well. Big B tries once again, this time swinging at Tony, but Tony quickly grabs him and brings him to a halt.
Tony: It's alright Bernie, I got dis.
Big B looks at Tony rather annoyed due to the use of his first name as Tony reaches into B's shirt pocket and pulls out the room key-card and tosses it over to Nick.
Tony: Dere ya go boss.
Nick: Thanks Ton, let's go check out the room and unload these bags.
Nick leads the men over towards the elevator and pushes the up button. The doors open and as the 5 men and 1 lady get on board, Nick has to swipe his key-card just to be able to access his floor, as he does so and then presses the button for the top floor. The elevator takes a few moments to climb all the way up the hotel tower before reaching the very top, where the doors open widely right into the room which they will all be seeing, the Luxor's top penthouse suite. They all step out into the place and Nick has a huge smile on his face. Most of the Entourage look very impressed at the sight except for Max, who looks as nervous as ever.
Max: Oh gawd, this is so expensive!
Everyone chooses to simply ignore Max in this instance as they enjoy taking in the sights. Everyone goes off in different directions, checking out the different rooms and looking at the great views of the Vegas strip from the huge windows all around them. Big B goes off to the side to drop all of the bags off while everyone else takes it all in. That is, until Diana walks over to the counter where she sees a piece of paper. She picks it up and after reading it for a moment, gets a look of confusion on her face. She holds the paper up in Nick's direction as she addresses him
Diana: What the hell is this?
Nick: I don't... what is it?
Diana: It's the card for the next Climax Control.
Nick: Well if you knew than what the hell did you ask me for?
Diana: I wasn't asking what the piece of paper was, I'm asking what is going on with this... this card says the show is going to be November 20th.
Nick: Yeah... and?
Diana: That's still a week and a half away!
Nick: What's your point?
Diana: Why are we here so long before the show is even happening?!?
Before Nick can even respond, Jimmy walks out from one of the bedrooms and immediately interupts with his thoughts on the matter.
Jimmy: 'Cause it's Vegas, baby!
Nick: Yeah, what Jimmy said.
Diana: And what exactly do you plan to do for the next week and a half?
Nick: Enjoy Vegas for all it's worth... what else? Drink, gamble, and enjoy all of the local festivities. Is there something wrong with that? I mean, if there is, you're more then welcome to grab a taxi back to LA and come back next week.
Diana thinks it over for a minute and seems to come to the realization that she's not exactly sure what her issue was in the first place. Her expression quickly changes to a smile as she walks over towards Nick and puts her arm.
Diana: Let's go have some fun!
Nick: That a girl!
Nick hooks Diana by the arm and starts to head back towards the elevator. He pushes the button and as he waits for it to come back up he turns back towards the other 4 men who are still getting settled in.
Nick: You four are on your own tonight, so try not to do anything too stupid, alright?
Nick then turns and points at Big B.
Nick: Especially you.
Big B: What'd I do?
Nick: Nothing, but I'm just playing the odds here. Just try to keep it that way, alright cuz?
Big B: Sure thing, little Nicky.
Nick seems rather annoyed by how his cousin chose to address him. He quickly responds back with a rather annoyed tone to his voice.
Nick: Ah geez, thanks Bernard.
Big B's face turns red as Nick just chuckles to himself and steps onto the elevator with Diana. As the door closes behind them, Nick gives a grin to his men and a quick wave goodbye as the doors close and the scene fades to black.
