The Camera Picks up Atlantra and Jim Cornette talking in the backstage. Atlantra is standing in the doorway to her dressing room, with her hands on her hips.
Atlantra: Look Cornette you have no control over who I want to be seen with. I happen to think the Anvil is cute!
Jim Cornette: Cute?!?! How do you figure cute?? Your little obsession has made you lose your edge. Don't you see this? I..I..I command you to forget about Neidhart.
Atlantra: You manage me you do not control my life! If I want to see him I will!!
Jim Cornette: If you want me to continue managing you...then you better control yourself!! I ain't managing anyone who wants to associate with a guy like the Anvil!
Atlantra: Then maybe I should find some one else for the job of managing me.
Atlantra goes into her dressing room and slams the door on Cornette.
Jim Cornette: SHUT THAT THING OFF!!
The Camera fades out.
Pillman: Something tells me that the Femme Fatales aren't going to be getting paid for Summerslam.
Tito: Not at the rate they're going. On-line rumors have it that Gold-Dust is getting tired of the Femmes. Now Atlantra is leaving?
JR: This group never really got off the ground! And where's my old 'buddy' Womankind been? We've not seen her since Wild Chylde DiBiase put her out of commision!
Tito: Many questions need to be answered. I am going to try to get some by talking to the OPPOSITION of the Femme Fatales. She'll be opposite them at the huge Summerslam match on the 24th in New Jersey. I'll be right back.
Tito sets down his head-set and climbs up into the ring.
TITO SANTANA INTERVIEWS...
Tito Santana, already standing by in the ring, pulls the microphone up to his mouth.
Santana: Ladies and gentlemen, she advanced last Sunday to the semi-finals before falling to the eventual queen. Here she is...VENUS VICTRIX!
"Bad Medicine" by Bon Jovi starts to play in the arena as the crowd whips their heads towards the entrance in anticipation of her entrance. Venus makes her way slowly down the aisle, flamboyantly dancing toward the ring. She gives a teenage boy a kiss on the cheek which sends the boy into another WORLD! She dances her way up the steps as Roman Candle type fireworks go off from the ring.
Santana: Venus, two weeks ago, Gold-dust made a challenge to you to wrestle her in a No DQ, Pinfalls Count Anywhere, Dog Collar Match. I think the world has waited long enough, what do you say?!
Venus: Well, Tito babe, the Goddess of the WWF has always done what she has wanted to do, we all know that! Let me see this thing babe.
She pulls the microphone out of Tito's hands.
Venus: Gold-dust, you claim you were cheated by the Goddess of the WWF?! Trust me honey, if I had cheated, the match wouldn't have lasted NEARLY as long as it did! So I'm gonna make a proposition, after I give you the Goddesstone at Summerslam, you're going to be aching to take those words back! So HERE IT IS! One week from Summerslam, you and I...Goddess to b<beep>...WE'LL HAVE THIS MATCH! Mitzy Johnson will follow me as I knock you from pillar to post, pinning your shoulders at the hot dog stand! Mr. Fink, hit the music!
"Bad Medicine" begins to play over the p/a in the arena as Venus starts to dance her stuff back up the aisle, slapping hands with the fans.
JR: Venus is sporting a fresh new look! And she's FIRED UP about meeting Gold-Dust!
Pillman: Gold-Dust is up next against VVS. Bullrope Match rules! This is Valetia's kind of match! She's been waiting for this for a LONG TIME!
JR: VVS is determined to take apart the Femme Fatales, and she could do it! Let's get comments from Gold-Dust!
GOLD DUST PRE RECORDED COMMENTS
Gold Dust is sitting in a directors chair in a golden tinted room. She is wearing a gold robe, and her usual sunglasses. She has a cigar in her mouth. She puffs on it as she looks at the camera. ,
Gold Dust: VVS, on Superstars, you are going to see a different side of...Gold Dust. You are going to see a side of Gold dust that you DON'T want to see! You see VVS, I will win tonight. And I will win ONE of TWO ways. The first possible way, is that I will just beat you, and you will be able to do NOTHING about it, but just stand there and take it. The SECOND way, is you will become a little too scared, and try to get out of the match, by looking GUTSY, you might say. And you will try to get yourself disqualified. Now ENOUGH talking about this BINGO-HALL junky. On to more IMPORTANT issues.
She takes a puff of her cigar.
Gold Dust: Roxanne, OH Roxanne. LITTLE do you know, honey. VERY little do you know. Do you TRUTHFULLY think that the REASON that I attacked you is because, I wanted a title match? I think not. I'll tell you one thing, I could care LESS about the title right now! What I am concerned with is kicking YOUR tail OUT of the WWF. And that is what I will do.
Gold Dust pauses for a second, thinking. She takes a puff of her cigar and glares back at the camera.
Gold Dust: And NEXT on the Agenda, Alantra. Now I don't know WHAT you're doing with the anvil, but ANYTHING to do with HIM, can't be good. BUT, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. SO, you just remember WHO you're representing. Now that's enough. Get OUT!
She wheels back around in the chair as the camera fades.