Gail Kim and Trish Stratus

Torrie Wilson hurried through the backstage in search of Stacy Keibler, her partner for the tag team bra and panties match against Gail Kim and Trish Stratus. They were up next, yet Stacy was nowhere to be found.

As she made her way back to her changing room, a familiar voice came from a storage room. It sounded like Stacy, but different. Either way, it was worth a try.

"Stacy?" Torrie called it before knocking on the storage room.

There was a bit of rummaging, then the door opened ajar. Stacy peeked her head out with a flushed face and disheveled hair. Her eyes were a little watery. "Hi Tor, I'll be right there. Just give me a few minutes."

"Okay, sure..." Torrie replied with uncertainty. "What are you doing in there anyway? And what's that on your cheek?"

Stacy quickly wiped the white, sticky substance off her cheek. "Nothing. I'll see you out there in a bit, okay?"

Torrie nodded with a puzzled look on her face as her friend abruptly shut the door. She then leaned in to listen closer. It sounded like Stacy was whimpering, but it was too soft to be sure.

"Huh..." Torrie shrugged her shoulder before walking away.

A little over 15 minutes later, Torrie's entrance music ("A Girl Like That") played and the announcer introduced the beautiful blonde. The crowd chanted her name as she made her way towards the ring in a pink sleeveless crop top and black leather tights, where Gail Kim (in a red leather tank top and matching leather booty shorts that barely covered her ass cheeks) and Trish Stratus (in a low-cut black tank top and dark denim jeans that hugged her every curve) were already waiting with sneers on their faces.

"It's a shame they have to put the fabulous Ms. Wilson in bra and panties," one of the commentators remarked. "She should never have to wear anything as cheap as that!"

The other commentator made a face upon hearing that, dumbfounded by his colleague's statement. "What are you saying, Jerry? Torrie is absolutely gorgeous no matter what she wears, or not wear! Just seeing her is already a privilege for everyone watching. Am I right or am I right, folks?"

"Well, you're not wrong," Jerry conceded.

Torrie raised her fist to rally the crowd. Before long, her partner's entrance music ("Legs") blared through the arena, signaling the arrival of the long-legged Stacy Keibler. Or so everyone thought.

To Torrie's confusion, no one emerged from behind the giant titantron screen.

"Where is Stacy Keibler?" Jerry wondered.

"I have no idea," the other commentator shrugged. "But it looks like Torrie isn't waiting around to find out. She's already in the ring!"

The bra and panties match was underway once the bell rang.

Torrie immediately got the upper hand and attacked Trish with several swift slaps to the chest and a running elbow to the jaw.

Gail attempted to interfere but was promptly stopped by the referee. Meanwhile, Torrie rode the momentum and flattened Trish with a dropkick.

"Wow, Trish is down!" Jerry exclaimed.

"And Torrie's just getting started!" his colleague added. "She has Trish Stratus pinned under and is about to pull off her tank top!!"

But right when the tank top was about to get pulled off, Stacy's entrance music played again. This time, Stacy Keibler actually came out, albeit looking a bit disheveled in an oversized white T-shirt that almost completely covered her khaki short shorts.

Fortunately for Trish, this untimely entrance distracted Torrie, and allowed her to kick out and shove her opponent into the turnbuckle.