As the blonde duo made their way out to the ramp Simona seemed a little bit grumpy as she followed after Marie, sighing from a couple of feet back.
" Marie...remember we've got a good record, don't screw this up. " Simona said, though her partner was too preoccupied briskly walking to the ring with a smile on her face, blushing just from imagining what she was going to do to THE Heather Sunderland.
Simona was a little bit peeved off that she was somewhat ignored, but she figured she could just jump in if things looked bad anyway. Plus truthfully from the vices that a study on Heather's matches had revealed her to have, it was clear that Marie was well equip to handle her.
As the pair made their way to the ring Simona leaned over the apron and just yawned, as Marie rolled under the bottom ropes and went to the furthest corner, practically bouncing with excitement. Marie settled in as quickly as possible, trying to contain herself during the wait.
When Heather made her entrance Simona would still be near the ramp, blatantly glaring at Heather like she had an issue with her. If Heather returned the glare then Simona would just speak to her quickly.
" What? Got a problem purple? " Simona asked, assuming Heather returned the gaze.
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