The WWF's New Recruit

You step into the large arena, hands shaking and palms sweating.

The day before, you'd had a meeting with Vince McMahon, billionaire entrepreneur, and signed a contract with the World Wrestling Federation to become their new diva.

"Calm down, Jane," you tell yourself, in a futile attempt to calm your nerves.

"Talking to yourself?" you hear a joking voice from behind you and turn around to see Lita.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't see you. I'm new around here, and..." you trail off, knowing that you must sound totally stupid.

"Don't worry. Everyone's like that at first," you simply nod at her reassuring words, as she continues.

"I'm Amy," she introduces, and looks expectantly at you.

"Jane," you reply.

"Nice name. Look, I've got to go. Would you like to come with me?"