The scene opens inside the luxury five star hotel suite in Seattle which Sabre and Magenta will be staying in for the next few days as Sabre gets ready for his match on the next edition of Blast. A quick glance around the room tells us that this hotel suite is probably the best suite in the whole of Seattle, but since this is Sabre’s room does that really come as any surprise as he only accepts the best. As the camera moves around we also notice Sabre sitting on a couch watching a huge plasma screen TV, from the expression on Sabre’s face it is quite clear that he is feeling a bit pissed off, and the reason for this soon becomes clear, because at the moment on the plasma screen we can see Bobby D been awarded the Ultimate Title on the last edition of Blast.

Sabre: Bloody Hell, what on earth was Dave Martin thinking. It’s just so bloody obvious that I should have been handed the Ultimate Title not that pathetic little pretty boy. My god that decision just down right sucks.

After Sabre has finished saying his piece the bathroom door of the hotel suite opens and Magenta walks out, by the looks of things she’s just been in the shower because her hair is wet and she has a towel draped round her just about covering up all her assets much to the annoyance of all the red blooded men watching at home. Magenta now walks up behind Sabre and begins to speak to him.

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Magenta: What are you moaning at now Sabre, you won your match last week didn’t you, so you should be happy.

Sabre: Magenta how I can be happy when this outrage happens.

Sabre picks up a remote control and rewinds the action so he can show Magenta the handing of the Ultimate Title to Bobby D.

Sabre: That’s just bloody disgraceful isn’t it. I’m the number one guy in this company, the highest ranked wrestler and if I remember rightly last time I went up against Bobby D I beat him cleanly so if anyone should have been handed the belt it should have been me. Bobby D is nothing compared to me and there is just no way he should have got that belt.

Magenta: You’re right Sabre it was a bad decision, but it’s happened and there’s nothing you can do about it, so you should calm down and make other plans for the future. You just shouldn’t get stressed over it because I’m sure the belt will come your way soon enough, but perhaps if you are feeling too stressed I can do something to relieve the tension.

Magenta starts massaging Sabre’s shoulders to try and get rid of some of his stress.

Sabre: You’re probably right Magenta, but it’s oh so annoying that Bobby D gets the belt back when he’s not even half the man I am, and did he help Dave gain control of this company, no he bloody didn’t did he, he did jack shit in that four way elimination match while I carried the team to victory when other lazy bastards like J-Man and Painkiller were out of the ring scratching their arses for almost the entire match. So I should really get the Ultimate Title from Dave shouldn’t I, or at least the Entitled Title, but I’m not getting that either am I because Dave has organised some stupid tournament for it instead of giving it to me. And what makes it even worse is that while Bobby D gets his second straight week off, I have to waste my time facing Mr Puniverse Scott Monroe again.

Magenta: That doesn’t seem fair either as you totally pulverised that little bastard last week, but once again the match is set so you should just knuckle down and get ready for it.

Magenta is carrying on with her massage, it seems to be doing the trick as well as Sabre is now looking a little bit less pissed off.

Sabre: I showed last week that Monroe is absolutely nothing, I showed everyone that all that hot air he blew about being a giant was nothing but talk, because it only took one big chair shot from me and he was totally out for the count. All that talk that Trent and myself were in real danger when we stepped in the ring with Monroe and that he’d make our lives hell blew up right in his face didn’t it because I took him out with the minimum of effort and our team picked up the easy win, a win so convincing that you’d think they’d just give us the tag belts, but no I don’t even get those belts do I and I still have to waste my time fighting this simpleton for the second week in a row. Bloody Hell it was bad enough having to waste my time fighting this retard the once, but to waste my time fighting him twice when I am so obviously the better than him in every way possible is just a down right travesty. Beating him for a second time will prove absolutely nothing and won’t help me get my well deserved shot at the Ultimate Title so why should I have to spend all this week preparing for him when I could be using my precious time to do far more useful things like scratching my backside or watching paint dry.

Magenta: Well the match is set so you’ll have to get yourself ready won’t you. I don’t want you going into that ring unprepared even for someone completely inferior to you like Scott Monroe.

Sabre: Yeah don’t worry Magenta I’ll prepare for the match, and after I’ve done all that preparation you’d better believe that I’m going to make short work of Monroe, you’d better believe that I’ll pulverise him and pick up the easy win. Monroe is nothing but a joke, I showed everyone that last week and I’ll show everyone again this week, when I put on another wrestling clinic and make sure that he is well and truly sabreized.

Magenta: You can do it Sabre, I know you can, and when you annihilate Monroe for the second straight week surely Dave will have to take notice and give you the recognition you deserve.

Sabre: I can’t see that happening Magenta, because I’m only facing Scott Monroe, anybody could take him down, but if I keep chopping down these pieces of deadwood that Dave keeps throwing my way then eventually he will have to take notice, and when he does Bobby D had better watch out because that Ultimate Title is going to be mine and there isn’t a damn thing he can do about it.

Magenta: The future looks bright for you Sabre, it’s only a matter of time until you hit the top and take this federation to a whole new level.

Sabre: You got it Babe, anyway enough of the talk I’m still feeling a bit stressed and I don’t think this massage is doing the trick perhaps you could try something else to make me a little bit stressful.

Magenta: I think I know just the thing.

Magenta walks round to the front of the couch and sits on Sabre’s knee and proceeds to give him a big kiss.

Sabre: Yeah I think that might just do the trick

Magenta now gives Sabre another big kiss and the scene fades to black.