Chichi

"Remember the little runt?" Tanya said, looking up at him with a grin.
"Uh... more or less," Tim says awkwardly.
"Right, right. The whole love hate thing you had goin' on." Tanya made a few quick notes and jerked her thumb at the door. "You're facing her tonight. Third fight. It was just gonna be Amazon taking on three rookie weaklings anyway, and we've got enough of that stuff already."

Timmy hesitated, but wound up nodding and heading towards the door. "Well this should be interesting," Timmy mused as the door shut. Unknown to him, Tanya did the exact same thing.

Tim did some light working out in the familiar gym, some old and new faces passing by. He wasn't sure why he didn't get picked on much, but enjoyed it. Maybe people didn't recognize him, or he just didn't act or look like a walking target anymore. He knew it was also kind of a courtesy not to attack and **** other wrestlers when they had a match coming up unless it was personal. Or maybe men had managed to earn some respect around here while he was gone. He had tried not to follow the league too closely, but knew that Jack Matthews was supposed to be doing something about it when he left.

It wasn't long before he could hear the crowds forming outside, true proof that the league was as famous now as ever. He cooled off with a shower and rested up when an intern poked her head in. "On in 2 minutes, Luv," she called to him.