The Diva
The Career
The Girl
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The Roleplay
//The scene opens backstage in the women's locker room at the Manchester Evening News Arena. Stacy Keibler is shown sitting down in front of a mirror and make-up table wearing a short black silk robe. Tara, the stylist, is busy curling Stacy's long blonde hair. While Tara works, Stacy is busy having a conversation on her cell phone.//
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: I know. Some of the comments I made about Jackie, Dawn, and Lita were really immature, but I just couldn't help myself. I mean, did you hear the nasty things they said about me? They were so harsh.
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//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: You're right. I should have been the better woman and not have said anything at all. I should have just let it all go, and you know what? From now on, no more name-calling. No matter how riled up those women get me, I won't resort to acting all childish. If they want to engage in children's games, then let them. I'll have no part in it.
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//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Yeah, the Lita thing was kind of funny, I suppose. I mean, she does look like a man-beast. Oops...look what you made me do!
//Stacy laughs, and shakes her head.//
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Anyways, I have to go. Tara has to finish doing my hair, and then I have to pick out an outfit to wear for Raw.
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//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Oh yeah, it'll be sexy. So...I'll talk to you later?
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//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Okay, great. Bye!
//Stacy shuts off her cell phone, and places it on the make-up table in front of her.//
//Miss Stylist// Tara: Who was that, Stace? A boyfriend?
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Yeah right, honey. I don't have no boyfriend.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: Oh, I forgot. You're a player.
//Stacy and Tara both laugh.//
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: I'm not a player...anyways, it was just a friend of mine.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: A friend, eh? Such as Eric Bischoff? I saw the two of you talking outside of his office. Everybody saw it.
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Hah, Eric, my friend? Yeah, right. I mean, we're on good terms, but I'd hardly refer to him as a friend. He's my boss. As for that meeting...that was strictly business. I was just trying to cut a deal with him.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: A deal? What kind of a deal?
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: As of this moment, a confidential deal. However, you'll find out about it soon enough, I'm sure.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: I see. So, what's going on with you and that John Cena?
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: John's so great, isn't he? I mean, what a fabulous man. He's so hot. Muy caliente, as the Spanish would say.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: So, anything going on between the two of you?
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Not right now.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: Too bad. I'm sure he'd love to have a girl like you around. You'd be the best pair in wrestling.
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Yeah...hey, have you been hearing the things my opponents have been saying about me?
//Miss Stylist// Tara: You mean Dawn, Jackie, and Lita? Yeah, of course.
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: What do you think about what they said?
//Miss Stylist// Tara: Well, they all seemed to express a lot of resentment towards you. Especially that Lita. I mean, she was just going off on you like crazy.
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: I know, and all because we had a feud like ages ago. I thought she'd get over it by now. I have. Oh well...some people just don't like to let trivial things go.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: If you ask me, she's just jealous of you. I mean, let's face it. You're a hundred times more beautiful then she could ever dream of being.
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Yeah...but she is a good wrestler.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: Girl, please, have you seen any of her matches since she came back from her surgery? She's terrible! She's botched so many moves that she actually makes Jackie Gayda look good. If I were you, I'd be afraid to get in the ring with her and not because she could supposedly kick your ass. I'd be afraid that she'd seriously injure you after giving you one of her poorly executed wrestling moves.
//Stacy laughs.//
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: That's true. I'll take my chances, though.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: In my opinion, she's probably the worst wrestler that'll be in that ring on Raw. You, Jackie, and Dawn will hand that he-bitch his ass.
//Stacy bursts out into a fit of laughter.//
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Tara, you never fail to make me laugh.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: I'm just being honest. Now, how about that Dawn Marie? What's she doing saying you sleep around? That girl has just about bedded every ugly guy in the locker room, not to mention most of the stage crew as well. Why do you think she's even in this company in the first place? It's not because she can wrestle, and it's not because she has enough botox in her face that she has started to resemble Cher. The real reason is because she can suck well...and I don't mean sucking at wrestling. And Jackie Gayda? Is that girl crazy or what? Somebody check her into the psychiatric ward because that girl is a schizo. And she calls you a stripper? Puh-leese. If I recall correctly, she's the one who flashed her boobs in the WWE. In fact, she's flashed so many times, her boobs are more famous that Miss Janet Jackson's.
//Stacy continues to laugh.//
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Oh my gosh, Tara, you kill me! The sad thing is...you really do speak the truth.
//Miss Stylist// Tara: That I do, and as far as I see it, those girls don't have a chance against you on Raw. You'll kick all of their pretty little butts.
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: I'll definitely try to.
//At that moment, Tara finishes up with styling Stacy's hair.//
//Miss Stylist// Tara: There you go, sweetheart. All done. You look stunning, as always.
//The Leggy Diva// Stacy Keibler: Thanks! Now, come and help me pick out an outfit to wear.
//Stacy gets up, and her and Tara go to find Stacy something to wear. At that moment, the camera fades to black.//
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