3lla: "Herro? Reah... Ro rucking ray... rexellent. Reah, ranks."

Jackson hangs up the phone with a huge smile on his face and swallows the food in his mouth.

Spliff: "Well, don't keep us in suspense, Scooby Doo, who was on the phone?"

3lla: "It was the bookers at New Era letting me know what my match for Firefights! is going to be. You guys will never guess."

Spliff: "What, you got a title shot against SBK or something?"

3lla: "Just as good in my eyes. I'm in a Tornado Match with five other guys for the Intercontinental Title. The best part is that I get to fight James Oswald again, finally some more real competition."

Steve: "Ya know, this whole 'lots of respect' thing you got going on for Oswald these days is kinda scary. You wouldn't be joining the 'other team' would ya, Jackson."

3lla: "Piss off, Steve. The only thing I like about 'The Man' is the fact that he puts his all into everyone of his matches. This time we got a shot at gold, so I know he'll pick up the slack that's gonna be left in the match by Ritchie Lane and John Blaze. Even if it were just me and him in this match I know at least that its going to be a great contest, a real treat for the fans, you know."

Spliff: "So who's the other guys in the match?"

3lla: "Its that guy SwitchBlade who won the other Rookie Rumble right after I did and some new guy who calls himself 'The Revolution'. Haven't seen anything from him yet but like I said, even if Oswald and I are the only ones with any talent it won't matter. Of course, maybe the fact that its for the vacated IC belt will provoke everyone to give it their all. Not that it matters, cuz da 3lla will walk out of Firefights! with his first piece of NEW gold!"

Spliff: "Hells yeah!"

Spliff takes a huge bite of his burger, biting down hard. Suddenly his eyes grow very big and he grabs the side of his face.

Spliff: "AHHHH!!!"

The entire resturaunt stops in their tracks and stares at Spliff while he screams his head off.

Spliff: "My Toof! My f**king Toof! I'll sue, you bastards!"

3lla: "What the hell is your problem, man?"

Spliff: "I just broke my tooth on this f**king burger."

3lla: "Are you serious?"

Everybody puts their burgers down, eyeing them suspiciously.

3lla: "Well, I guess this calls for action. Everyone to the Caddie!"

The Orleans Ave. Posse jumps up and hustles out the door, piling into Jackson's Escalade.

Fade Out.
Fade In.

Toby, Steve, and The Guy Who's Name No One Knows are sitting now in the reception area of a dentist's office. Steve is trying to give the cute receptionist behind the counter the eye, but she is so definately not paying him any attention. Toby and The Guy are opening packages of the new NEW Trading Cards - First Edition from a box of them that they bought.

Toby: "Sweet @$$! I got an SBK! Check it out!"

The Guy: "Wow, that's the first one of those I've seen."

Toby: "No doubt, this is so cool!"

Steve: "You guys are such marks, I swear."

The Guy: "You want a 'Bytch' card?"

Steve: "Bytch? Gimme that!"

Steve snatches the card from The Guy's hand and makes a mad dash toward the bathroom. He slams and locks the door behind him.

Toby: "Check it out, I'll trade you an Eklipse and two Tsengs for your Grendel."

The Guy: "No way, make it three Texas Outlaws and an Old Man Reeves and you got yerself a deal."

Toby: "Um, alright, done."

Toby and The Guy make a quick snatching swap and continue opening packages. Suddenly, Toby drops the pack he was sorting through and stares at one card left in his hand like it was the Holy Grail. The Guy glances down at the cards on the floor and quickly snatches up a James Oswald before Toby can notice.

Toby: "Oh My God, man, I can't believe it!"

The Guy: "What is it, Toby? Did you find a Trent Raven Hall of Fame card or something?"

Toby: "Better, my friend, much, much better."

Toby slowly turns the card around so that The Guy can see the front of it. It's a "Orleans Ave. Posse" card featuring Toby, Steve, Spliff and The Guy all gathered around in front of the Escalade.

The Guy: "Holy $#!+, we got our own trading card?"

Toby: "I've never seen anything this cool in my entire life! We so totally rule! Spliff has got to see this."

Toby jumps up and runs down the hall to where Jackson and Spliff are waiting for the dentist to show up. Spliff is sitting in the dentist's chair with one of those spit vacuums in his mouth, not catching his drool as his little blue bib is getting soaked. Toby busts in the room and holds the Orleans Ave. Posse card up and shouts.

Toby: "Check this out, Spliff, we got our own card!"

Spliff pulls the tube out of his mouth and grabs the card out of Toby's hand.

Spliff: "Lemme see that. What the hell? You mean to tell me that I gotta share a card with you punks? Where's my card? I'm a superstar damm it, I deserve my own card!"

3lla: "Well, maybe if you were a wrestler you would have your own. You should just be happy they included you guys."

Spliff: "Bump that! As soon as we're done here I'm calling Old Man Reeves himself to complain."

3lla: "Right, you do that, Spliff."

Toby leaves the room and Steve can be heard hollering something to the effect of "Oh yeah, give it to me, Bytch!" from the bathroom. Just then the dentist walks into the room and he sits down, looking into Spliff's mouth.

Dentist: "Let's see what we've got here. Oh my, well yep, this is definately going to require a cap."

3lla: "Well, I'm going to go wait in the reception room then."

Spliff: "Wait! Jackson, don't leave me. I need your support, man."

3lla: "Damm, you're such a little b***h, Spliff."

Spliff: "Come on, Jackson, I'd do it for you."

3lla: "Alright, fine."

Jackson sits back down and starts reading a copy of People magazine while the dentist gets Spliff ready for the procedure. He gives Spliff a shot of novacane and then pulls out a big @$$ power drill and cranks it up. Spliff sees the drill and jumps up out of the chair, his mouth all numb so he can barely speak.

Spliff: "Aw hell naw. That thing ain't going in my mouth."

Jackson looks at the drill and his eyes grow all big. The dentist only laughs and puts the drill back down.

Dentist: "Just playing, I like to see people's reaction to that."

3lla: "Doc, lemme give you some advice, don't ever try and pick up a career as a comedian."

Fade Out.
Fade In.

Later on, the next day, the Orleans Ave. Posse is once again sitting in Wendy's eating quarter pound double stacks with cheeze.

3lla: "See, Spliff, I told you there was nothing to worry about. Dentists are professionals."

Spliff: "Yeah, you were right. My tooth feels hella better now."

To prove his point, Spliff takes a big bite of his burger and chews it up. He goes to swallow and his eyes get all big again. Spliff grabs his throat and begins to gag.

3lla: "Oh $#!+, he's choking."

Jackson jumps up and goes to give Spliff the Heimlich manuever. The bit of burger comes flying out of Spliffs mouth and lands on the floor.

Spliff: "Wow, thanks, Jackson, you saved my life."

3lla: "No problem buddy."

Jackson sits back down and continues eating. A few minutes later, Steve jumps up to go and get a refill on his Biggie Coke. On his way back from the counter, he steps on the mushed up burger on the floor and slips. Steve crashes down on the floor, landing right on his chin. Steve grabs his jaw and begins to scream.

Steve: "AHHH!! My Toof!"

Fade Out.