Of Course She Does

Rhea: “Liv, I’m not turning down any chance to wreck you after what you did. You wanna fight me in a cage? It’s your funeral. You want me to put my title on the line in it three weeks before Wrestlemania? You aren’t beating me anyway. You wanna give me only five minutes to beat you? I only need two.”

Liv starts clapping at Rhea’s acceptance of her offer, she was so glad that her mind games had worked on Rhea.

Liv: “Looks like you’re even more brainless than I thought, Rhe-Rhe. There’s absolutely no way you beat me in under five minutes. In fact, if anything, I’ll probably beat you.”

Rhea: “Liv, if you actually beat me in under five minutes, not only would I lie and say I enjoyed your fucking stinkface, I’d crawl to a corner take another one.”

Liv: “Oh? Oh Oh Oh! Well that’s a great idea! If you win, you get everything I said. If I survive, I get everything I said! And if I win, not only do I get all of that, but I get to stick my fat ass in your face again! Really! Great idea.”

Liv was now cracking up while Rhea looked entirely unbothered by that.

Rhea: “You’re even more delusional than you look if you think you can beat me at all; let alone in five minutes Liv. I’m gonna enjoy breaking you in under three and then beating you from pillar to post the rest of the night. And then at Wrestlemania…well you’ll find out what’s in store after I win.”

Rhea sounded confident, flexing her bicep while the crowd cheers her on, wanting to see Liv get shut up after the last few weeks.

Liv: “Well then Rhea, I’ll see you next week. And you’ll be seeing my fat ass then.”