And the crowd goes balistic!

The cameras cut back to the arena just in time to see Lita and Trish walking out onto the stage. The crowd, which had been electric all night came unglued as Team Bestie emerged from the back and took up positions on either side of the ramp before hitting their own signature poses. Lita throwing up the team extreme gesture while Trish held up one finger to point to the sky. The crowd was split as half the crowd copied Lita and half copied Trish but in the end everyone got their wish as Lita and Trish exchanged glances and smiles, goaded on by the cheers they then switched it up and throw up each other's poses as the audio mixed from Trish usual music into Lita's music.

One they had eaten up enough of the crowd reaction both women nodded to each other and headed down the ramp to the ring, high fiving and even hugging fans as they went, playing up to their massive fandoms and enjoying the adoration as they made their entrances. When they reached the ringside Lita broke in to a jog and slid under the bottom rope and into the ring, staying on her hands an knees for a moment and flicking her hair about before popping up to her feet and moving over to the ropes where Trish had just climbed the ring steps. Lita leaned on the middle rope and pulled the top rope up, making a bigger gap which Trish has then graciously stepped through. Once through the ropes Lita and Trish embraced in a big hug before heading to the other side of the ring, taking a corner each and once again posing for the crowd as the music switched once again back to Trish's music.

"And there you are ladies and gentlemen, two of the greatest women's wrestlers to ever lace up their boots joined together once again as Team Bestie!" Shouted Mark Madden from over the noise of the crowd.

"I can't imagine two women who have done more for the industry. From teaming up to wrestling each other, who isn't on their side? I know I am!" replied King

"Oh? and why is that King?" Madden asked?

"Oh you know, I love the veterans. It's nothing to do with who their opponents are and how hard it is to root for your favourites to win sometimes."

The music for Team Bestie faded as the two women met in the middle of the ring and fist bumped again. The silence of the the absence of music could hardly be called a silence as the crowds we still pouring their adoration down onto Trish and Lita but what silence there was didn't last long before a voice whispering sweetly through the arena speakers.

"It's Mandy and Tiffy Time"

Then Tiffany Stratton's music sounded and the cheers turned into venomous boos as Trish and Lita turned to the stage to watch for their opponents and Lita's face soured even worse as the first footage played for the pair's entrance was their stripping of Lita the previous week, replaying her humiliating debut once again for all to see. after the first few beats of music Mandy and Tiffany both strutted out onto the stage. They were wearing matching white bra-cut tops with a deep plunge to reveal all their cleavage and a lattice of white straps crossing the chest and shoulders and were studded with bright pink studs. The cups themselves are white and densely covered in the same bright pink studs with a white under-bust band and thin white harness straps frame the midriff, all edged in the same bright pink hardware. the bottoms were white high-cut shorts with a wide white waistband ringed in bright pink with bright pink fishnet panels that sit over the hips, glowing against the white leather, and a thin white strap with matching pink studs wraps one upper thigh each, the left on Mandy and the right on Tiffy. Their boots were similar white leather shot through with bright pink again.

As the two blondes walked across the stage the turned and leaned on each other, back to back and turned to look towards the camera with matching sultry looks that had ever man in the arena giving them a standing ovation, even those sitting down. Their hair intertwined together as they let the shot draw out, Mandy's a high ponytail while Tiffany's fell like a golden waterfall and Tiffy smirked and blew a kiss to the cameras as Mandy raised a hand and looked away.

On commentary Mark Madden tried to make a comment but all that came out was a garble of noises as his voice left him.

"I agree J.R." said Lawler, paying so little attention that he didn't even know what Mark had said or even who he was.

Back in the ring Trish stood behind Lita and rubbed her shoulders in a massage as Lita glowered up the ramp at the blondes and if looks could kill then the stage would have been a massacre. Sadly for Lita looks don't kill and The blondes smirked and pulled away, their hair holding together for a few seconds like lovers before they broke apart and started to strut down the ramp. The blondes ignored the crowd as they rained boos down on them, showing their hatred towards them as the blondes themselves showed their complete contempt for the people in the seats. They strutted down to the ramp with boundless confidence that extended to their clambering up onto the apron and both bending slowly down under the top rope, stretching out their entrance just long enough for the cameramen to get the duel shots of their backsides as they slid into the ring, the two angles being projected onto two of the big screens with the footage between them showing Tiffy's moonsault onto Lita from the week before, The Queen of Extreme writing on the mat in just her bra and panties.

As soon as they were in the ring Lita tried to rush the two blondes, swinging a punch towards Mandy that would have hit if the referee hadn't gotten in-between them and pushing her away before she could connect. Mandy and Tiffany slid around the side of the ring laughing as the referee and Trish guided Lita to their corner of the ring and as Tiffany slid back out the ring to stand on the apron Trish and Lita exchanged words, Trish checking on Lita before she too stepped out the ring and got onto the apron.