"She doesn't know what she's in for..." *The lone inventor muttered under his breath as he shimmied his taut body into his silky, bronze cargo pants. He had been ruminating over what Marlee had said to him only a few, short days ago. He had never desired someone as much as the feisty female before, and he vowed to emerge victorious.*
"Heh...then I get to take her out. Kind of ironic how winning means I get to wine and dine her, but I've gotten into worse situations before." *While beginning to get even more lost in his deep thinking, he suddenly heard a knock at his door.*
"Mr. Dolph, it's time." *Giving the sheepish producer an acknowledging nod in her direction, he quickly popped his boots on and tossed his overcoat around his shoulders, forgoing any type of playful banter with the miscellaneous, scantily clad wrestlers that flanked him on both sides. He couldn't precisely pinpoint it, but his focus wasn't on the gorgeous women surrounding him- It was the individual woman he would be going up against that had caught his undivided attention.*
*Without anymore delay, Lex pushed through the dark curtains as his theme dropped, and much to his bewilderment, the audience wasn't instantaneously negative towards him. In fact, he could even hear a faint yet consistent*
"Lex wrecks! Lex wrecks!" *From a handful of attendees in the crowd. However, he couldn't break character no matter how hard he wanted to, and while strolling down the ramp, he sneered in their general direction before ascending up the steel staircase.*
"This is going to be the quickest fight you've ever seen, I promise you all that!" *Attempting to get the crowd riled up prior to the match beginning, Lex promptly swiveled his body around and hopped over the highest rope, promptly landing on the platforms of his feet while immediately posing for the crowd to gawk at his stunning physique, causing them to hiss in response. Eventually, his theme music would die down, and Lex approached his vacant corner while waiting for his opponent to join him.