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| [Click! The camera speed picks up, as the picture slowly but surely fades in. The darkness of night is quite evident. The picture is quite clear now, the camera is set in front of a massive Radisson Inn building, the very place where the great Woody Driver is spending the night, along with his faithful caddy Prescott. There are street lights shining along the street the Inn is located. There is also a nice lake just down the rode from it. Suddenly the camera starts turning back towards the Inn, the parking lots are very full, since this is such a luxurious hotel. The camera quickly cuts inside, through the front doors. We are immediately inside the front lobby, there are four workers to the left, where people are signing in, getting their room numbers, and keys. There is a great chandelier providing light for the place, as well as some other small, everyday lights. To the right of us is the guest lobby, there is a senior couple sitting hand in hand, talking to what appears to be their grandsons. The camera continues moving through the hotel. It suddenly cuts to the large pool, there are kids upon kids jumping in, throwing beach balls around, and having a good time. Suddenly, the camera pans around the corner to the main Lobby, where only people who are staying in the Hotel are allowed. There are doughnuts, cookies, juice, and many other refreshments available. Prescott is seen grabbing a chocolate doughnut, and filling up a glass with some milk. He notices the camera, and smiles. He takes a drink from his milk, and let's a noise of refreshment out afterwards. He motions for the camera to follow him, and then speaks out..] Prescott: "Welcome to our Hotel, I'm just getting a little snack here. Woody's up in our personal lobby. Just follow me, it takes about a minute to get up there." [Prescott begins walking. He walks out a door to his left, and takes a right. He is in a nice, red carpeted corridor. He continues walking all the way down to the end of the hall, and takes a left. He heads up a nice, small flight of stairs, and continues on into the next hallway. At the fourth door down, he stops, and opens the door. There is a huge room revealed, it's their room's lobby. There is a nice big Television, and very comfortable looking chairs. Woody Driver has a putter in his hand, and he is putting balls into a little cup. He turns around and notices the camera. He puts his putter down softly, resting it on the edge of a table, and goes and takes a seat in a comfortable looking chair. Prescott takes a seat next to him, on a different chair. Woody Driver: "You know, I have had so much fun interviewing, that I decided to conduct just one more. Not only does this give me more confidence, but it also pisses my opponent, Smasher off. And I just love to make fun of him, hell, that's what I'm here for isn't it?" Prescott: "Basically, yeah, it is." Woody Driver: "As you noticed when the camera entered this room, I was putting around. You know, I have to do something to pass the time by, I'm not going to sit here and meditate what I need to do tomorrow night at Lightning, because I already do know, and you guys should like it very much. You guys, as in the fans. Smasher, you won't particularily like what I have in store for you, but you're a man, you can get on, and deal with it now can't you?" Prescott: "Yeah, he should be able to. I mean, you aren't going to be doing anything that horribly bad." Woody Driver: "True, very true. But, like I said before, I promise you that I will hit you over the head with that sweet golf club, and I will stand over you, and laugh. You can quote me on that one." Prescott: "Quote him on that one." Woody Driver: "Yes, so, basically the reason why I am conducting this interview, is because it draws bigger ratings, it makes my oponent angry, and it gives me the self-confidence that I need. It's not like I don't already have self-confidence, I assure you that I do, but you know what I mean. I will sleep better tonight because of this interview, and I will also perform better, because going into that match, I will not have one doubt, or concern in my mind. And that, my friend's, is something I promise you. And you all know that whenever Woody Driver makes a promise, he certainly always keeps it. So, Smasher, I wish you the best of luck, and I also give you advice, you will be needing your A game, chap." Prescott: "Don't forget to bring your A game tomorrow, Smasher. I will have the last laugh, as will the man who is going to defeat you, Woody Driver!" [Both of the men laugh as the camera fades to black] |
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