Tesla

"Hey, Tex," you call to the huge buff blond. She turns, wearing her usual outfit of jeans, a wide-breasted vest, and her trusty cowgirl hat.
"What's up, Amy?" she asks casually, well aware of your real persona.
"Lookin' for a team up? Got a gig if you're interested."
"Dunno, 'zon. Got my own matches to think of..."
"It's up against Sanchez and Tata's."
"Fuckin' hell, shoulda said so. I'm in."
"What about that match you had?"

"Ah, it's a pushover. I'll be fresh as a daisy by the time our bout gets around."
"If you say so," you say with a shrug. Tesla's a tough enough girl that you can believe her on that. The two of you against Sanchez and Mama Tatas in a head on fight, you don't feel like you've got a worry in this fight.