Start with Steph.

As I passed through the thick doors, my attention went straight to all the big banners on each side of the hall, with all the great WWE superstars of the past & present; It was truly amazing. About 20 meters in front of me stood a frosted, black reception counter. As Stephanie reached the counter, she turned to face me.

"You'll need this to log-in every time you're present at the headquarters," she said, & passed me an ID badge. "Thank you. That’s certainly nice to know... So you can tell who is in the facility at any given time?"

"Yeah, sure; It’s all on this screen right here," Stephanie said, draping her hand onto the bulky monitor situated right beside her.

I went to take a closer look. As I got closer, I could smell Stephanie's expensive perfume drifting in the settle air. Once more, the dirty images flooded into my mind... Anyway, I went in closer to have a look on the monitor, & on it was quite a long list of names.

"So all these people listed here are in the building?", I asked Steph.

"Yep. You can keep an eye out on which of your talent is in the building. Each Diva is given a building cell phone when they log in, & the list of numbers is upstairs in your new office. But first, I'll show you the rest of the headquarters."

"That'd be wonderful," I replied, looking to spend more time in the company of the big-busted Mrs. McMahon.

We then continued the tour of the whole facility. The 2nd floor was a huge gym facility. The 3rd floor was my floor, the Diva center, & it was split into several cubicles for my employees, who I hoped to meet sometime later on. The 4th floor was the story/script/production center, & the 5th was Superstar relations & the main offices, such as Vince, Shane, Linda, Jim, Pat, etc.

After several hours of dog-tailing the princess, we finally arrived back at my new office on the 3rd floor. To the left of the door is a 4x4 filling cabinet, to the right were a couple of potted plants, & in the center is a huge, oak desk, with a state-of-the-art computer system & phone.

I sat down in my new office chair (as expensive as they come), just as Stephanie passes me a list of Diva contact numbers.