Humpalot and Delisha talk

“'ll she be alright Dahc?”

Humpalot looks at Juice through the porthole of the door, watching Juice’s eyes getting red and then nods her head, “Yes, I believe so. Another week or so of less intense therapy and she should be ready for the ring. I wish I didn’t resort to **** measures but a machine I’m working on that will make therapy so much easier for cases like Juice is still in its prototype phase. But I hope to get it working soon. The effects should be revolutionary in sex therapy.”

“Dat's great and all boeht what do I do in de meantime?”

“You will go to this week’s show and make a formal apology to those you hurt and accept the consequences. Either with forgiveness or in a match as these things normally work out.”

Delisha was flabbergasted.

“Boeht i ded nahthin wrahng! Me bandmates 'oehrt me!”

“All while trying to help you in what they saw as a dragging spiral with your obsession with Juice and Mimi. May I remind you that hurt their friend Chigusa, who was a innocent bystander in all this and because of that injury might’ve caused her and her partner to lose their shot at the Mixed Championship. I know you’re angry but the first step to healing in a relationship is someone to be the first to apology for their actions no matter how altruistic their actions they’ve might be. Now will you be that person to take the first step, or will they? Because at the point you three are going, I don’t think either of you are going to get back together unless one of you takes that crucial step and I don’t think your band mates will. Do you understand me?”

Delisha nods her head and turns and walks off.

Humpalot smiles and says, “Good, now the true healing can begin.”