The arena grew dark aside from multiple strobe lights as
Money by The Warning hit and Vanessa I. Price comes out in her typical vest, tie, and skirt combination, in addition to a pair of sunglasses, glancing around at the crowd as they booed her loudly. Even on a boat, that much wouldn't change. She didn't care what the crowd thought of her: she would keep being oh so definitively VIP. It was another Pay-Per-View match for her, and she was looking forward to the added benefit of a cruise on top of humiliating yet another woman. This time, Allison Tumbleweed, who she could only describe as annoyingly Southern. She couldn't think of many people she would want to share a room with less than someone squawking in that horrific accent, and that insipid jargon. Just positively horrible.
After her red carpet was rolled out to the stage, Price began to make her way down to the ring, waving a hand at any particularly aggressive fans ringside to dismiss them. She was here to do her job and annihilate this girl, and she had no time to waste with the riff raff--not when a cool mixed drink would be waiting for her after this. After the referee holds open the ring ropes for her, she steps inside and takes off her sunglasses, giving the crowd a look of disdain before shaking her head and walking to her corner to wait for her opponent. That
Southern annoyance.
And yet, backstage someone was fretting, grabbing hold of Allison Tumbleweed's hands and letting out a worried whine.
"Allison... I really don't think you should have accepted this match... Vanessa is just... just... she's so mean! Like meaner than mean! One of the meanest in LAW! And you can't even leave the arena--because we're on sea so... Nnnn..."
Alba Garcia, Allison's student, deflated and slumped her shoulders. She was in an adorable bikini top and bikini skirt combo that showed off her slim little figure well, enjoying her time on the boat and thinking it was a miracle she was even allowed on, mostly as a plus one for Allison, and only taking it as moral support. But so far that support was mostly in worrying and being reassured by Allison that it would be fine, which only placated Alba for so long. But now that the match was about to happen, Garcia was in maximum panic mode.