Chris announce. "The Fabulous Devil versus Scrupulous Sumo."

Heather stood in one corner staring down at her matching red nails. She seem to be taking Owen lightly. Wow probably the first time anyone thought of Owen as light you chuckle.

Owen step into the ring shaking the wooden boards slightly. He place a small bag on the turnbuckle as he turn toward the sky. He clap his hands upwards trying to get the attention of the gods. He then open the bag pulling out a handful of salt. He threw it in front of himself like a traditional sumo.

Chris said. "Stop ruining the ring. It's a rental." He turn facing the camera. "Thanks Vince. And don't worry we want make any females bark like a dog. Unless you want us too." He said making a phone signal.

You realize something. "Chris where is the referee?"

He smile. "Oh we got a new intern who will be calling the matches. Come on out." He said toward a curtain at the end of a ramp that led to the ring.