A camera is in Tamara's office. She 's itting at her desk. We hear a knock on the door.
Tamara: Come in!!
The door opens and we see Superfamous. He's dressed in his standard gold tights and gold arm bands.
He's wearing the Master of Terror belt around his waist
Superfamous: You wanted to see me?
Tamara gets up from behind her desk and starts walking around it.
Tamara: Yes, I did. Nice win over Ramok last week.
Superfamous: Darn right it was!!
Put that punk in his place.
Attacking me like that.
I'm Superfamous and I'm the greatest!!!
Tamara: Well...maybe you are.
However let me see you prove it tonight.
Superfamous: Tonight? What?
Tamara: Hey, you're the greatest.
You said so.
And I want my greatest wrestler out there to bring in the ratings and the TV revenue.
Superfamous: Well of course...it's only natural but...
Tamara: Hey, no buts looks down at Superfamous' behind well, that's a cute one.
Anyway I'm having you fight Wicker Man tonight.
Superfamous jumps back
Superfamous: What?!
I fought him like... a million times.
Enough is enough!
Tamara: I don't care.
You're matches are close and entertaining.
They bring in lots of viewers.
Besides, he's taken that title from you.
Superfamous: That's 'cus miracles can happen.
He's used up his miracles.
So, come on, give me a break.
I want someone new.
One of those other punks you signed.
Tamara: No. It's Wicker.
I've made my choice.
Throwing his hands up in disgust.
Superfamous: Women!
Superfamous stomps out of the office.
The camera focuses on Tamara.
Tamara: I'll give you a break...
in two.
The camera fades out.
Tamara: Come in!!
The door opens and we see Superfamous. He's dressed in his standard gold tights and gold arm bands.
He's wearing the Master of Terror belt around his waist
Superfamous: You wanted to see me?
Tamara gets up from behind her desk and starts walking around it.
Tamara: Yes, I did. Nice win over Ramok last week.
Superfamous: Darn right it was!!
Put that punk in his place.
Attacking me like that.
I'm Superfamous and I'm the greatest!!!
Tamara: Well...maybe you are.
However let me see you prove it tonight.
Superfamous: Tonight? What?
Tamara: Hey, you're the greatest.
You said so.
And I want my greatest wrestler out there to bring in the ratings and the TV revenue.
Superfamous: Well of course...it's only natural but...
Tamara: Hey, no buts looks down at Superfamous' behind well, that's a cute one.
Anyway I'm having you fight Wicker Man tonight.
Superfamous jumps back
Superfamous: What?!
I fought him like... a million times.
Enough is enough!
Tamara: I don't care.
You're matches are close and entertaining.
They bring in lots of viewers.
Besides, he's taken that title from you.
Superfamous: That's 'cus miracles can happen.
He's used up his miracles.
So, come on, give me a break.
I want someone new.
One of those other punks you signed.
Tamara: No. It's Wicker.
I've made my choice.
Throwing his hands up in disgust.
Superfamous: Women!
Superfamous stomps out of the office.
The camera focuses on Tamara.
Tamara: I'll give you a break...
in two.
The camera fades out.