She doesn't get a chance

Before Tricia says a word, both women hears footsteps.

They turn and sees this woman:

Tricia looks at this buxom woman, with the black mask and her blond mohawk.

"Oh hello." Isabella looks at her, "And you would be?"

"What? You don't know her?"

"I am a new league owner my dear. I been trying out new talent these past few weeks. I made it clear that the Temple is always open for those who wish to join. I guess she heard about my invitation and decided to try out. And what an interesting way to do it by challenging the owner for the Sex Championship before she's even in the league."

The woman says nothing.

"Am I right?" Isabella leans forward, "That's what you are here for? To fight me? To take my belt? Because let me tell you chica I like your style. I'm glad someone isn't scared to go after what they want."

Tricia looks at Isabella, clearly annoyed

The woman still says nothing. Just turns her head slightly to the right as if she's studying both women.

"Hmm." Isabella strokes her chin, "The silent type. I can work with that."

"I don't care who is she." Tricia says as she walks towards the mask woman.

She then puts her hand on the woman's shoulder. The woman looks at her, "She's not coming in all mysterious like and interrupting our conver…"

Before she could finish the masked woman elbows Tricia in the face, knocking her back before grabbing her by the pigtails and slamming Trica's face against the wall. Tricia falls down as the Masked Woman turns around and dodge in time as Isabella, in all your naked glory, throws a fist at her, only to miss and hit the wall.

Isabella holds her hand in pain as the mysterious woman grabs by the shoulder and spins her around, elbows her once in the face, and then slams her forearm against Isabella's throat and pinning her to the wall.

"So…do you have a name?" Isabella smiles as blood runs down from her right nostril, "As…I'm…really thinking about signing you on."

The woman just looks at Isabella for a second before she then grabs Isabella by the hair and throws over the bench and onto the floor.

Isabella turns around just in time as the unknown woman runs and uses the bench as a stepping block to leap off high in the air to land on Isabella.