Author's Note: Don't hate me for this, but I'm getting Christie's take done and out of the way. Basically because I hate her. XP There's a lot of dialogue in this chapter because I didn't know what to do for her outtake - as it is the same one as Eddy and I don't want to use my idea for Eddy's outtake for Christie.

Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken blah, blah, blah.

Christie Monteiro:

"Hey, cuz, can I ask you something?"

Jin looked up from his untouched food to his cousin, "Mm-hmm."

"Do you like Xiaoyu or not?" Jin lowered his gaze to the table as that name was mentioned, "Come on, Jin! I know you like her." Asuka's eyes wandered to the Chinese girl in questioning, where she was sat eating her lunch and talking to Julia, looking to Steve and giggling every once in a while. "I mean, she is pretty... In the way a bunny with boobs would look pretty..."

Jin snickered at his cousins last remark, even if it did seem somewhat offensive. "I do like her, really I do. But-"

Hwoarang sat himself down next to the Japanese man, nicking one of his chips and then putting an arm around his shoulder. "Come on, Kazama! Your hot cousin's right!" he said with a mouth full of chips, "What's the worst that could happen? She says no? Anyway, you don't have to worry because she really likes you." Hwoarang stole another chip.

Jin stared at Hwoarang with suprised eyes. Had the redhead just said something helpful to him? Okay, that was just weird. "But-"

Hwoarang covered Jins mouth with a gloved hand, "Uh, uh, uh! No buts. Now, get over there and take what's rightfully yours," he said triumphantly, pointing at Xiaoyu with his free hand. His eyes widened when he felt a moist feeling on his hand that was shielding Jin's mouth. "Eww! Did you just lick my hand?" he gasped, yanking his hand away which was now covered in drool. "Gross!"

"Yes, I did. I couldn't breathe with that monstrous, sweaty shovel clapped over my mouth," Jin murmured.

"My hands aren't sweaty!" Hwoarang protested, wiping his hand on his brown leather riding chaps, then staring at his gloves with worry, "You'd better not have scuffed the leather or you're dead, bitch."

Jin smirked and stood up. "I'm gonna do it," he announced.

"Oh yeah, go on and do it cuz!" Asuka cheered, crossing her arms on the table as Jin nodded and made his way over to Xiaoyu.

She turned her attentions to the Korean, who had pulled Jins untouched food towards him, chomping on the chips like they would disappear if he ate them any slower. Asuka leaned in further, noticing his eyes turn down to her chest, she slapped him upside the head. "Do you think Jin has a chance?" she whispered.

He scratched the back of his head. "We all know he's a dead man. Xiaoyu hates him in reality."

Gabi paced outside Christie's trailer, gradually losing patience. In the time the crew had whilst waiting for the Brazilian, they'd created a giant sand sculpture of Kuma. The furry creature was modelling for them, and he nearly sneezed the whole sculpture down when a bee landed on his nose. Luckily, he got rid of it before it stung or aggravated him further.

"Christie?" she yelled. No answer. She walked around the side and tapped the window. "Christie?" Still no answer. Gabi sighed and turned around to Eddy. "Where is she?"

Eddy shrugged his shoulders, "All she said to me was that she wasn't wearing that dress whether you," he pointed towards the British girl, "Liked it or not."

Gabi gritted her teeth and fell over anime-style. She couldn't take this anymore - getting up from her place in the dust, she skipped over to Dragunov, who was having a staring contest with a very terrified Marshall Law. Dragunov was awesome at staring contests, mainly because he never spoke and so he was always in control. In this case, in control of his eyelids... They ceased to blink...

"Dragyyyyyy?" she cooed, pinching his cheek. He slowly blinked his eyes back to life and cast his eyes up sideways to Gabi's face. He picked up his little chalkboard and wrote something down quickly.

Yes, Gabrielle?

"Oh, call me Gabi," she giggled. Sergei rubbed his little message off and replaced it with a shorter message.

Yes, Gabi?

Gabi nearly fainted when she saw a tiny smile creep up onto the Russian's face, but it faded soon enough. "Erm... Can I ask you for a favour?" Sergei nodded. Gabi pressed on, "Could you and Alisa go and look for Christie, please? I can't seem to find her anywhere. "

Sergei took a glimpse at the pink-haired robot narrowed his eyes slightly, but nodded to Gabi all the same. She bent down and hugged him tightly, "Thank you so much! See you later!" she smiled, running off to do things the directors do.

Law was still staring, his eyes watering, "My eyes... They're stinging!"

"Now that we've got Christie back, let's get this show on the road!"

"Yeah, yeah, shut up and roll the film," Christie grumbled, pulling on the black dress she was wearing, uncomfortable, "Can't I wear something a little-"

"No."

"I hate you."

Gabi smirked, "Just get into position, Chris."

The Brazilian fighter sighed and turned towards the tombstone that housed her 'dead' grandfather. "You'd better be giving me a pay rise for this."

"Lights! Camera! Action!"

A/N: Again, I didn't want to do an outtake for Christie's ending because I have an idea for Eddy's, who shares the same ending sequence as her. Read and review! :)