"Ladies and gents, the following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for dual opportunities – one for a no-disqualifications shot at the dual champion—stop laughing, assholes!" Hall told the rest of the skybox, grinning and taking a swig from the bottle in his hand. "I was serious! Well, at least, I hope I was," he added, twisting his neck to look at Hunter and wait for his confirmation. Hunter made the matches on RAW, and he was going to use this opportunity to the fullest.
"You're right," Hunter confirmed, nodding and leaning back against the counter as he looked out, through the glass down into the empty ring. "I talked to Vince a few minutes ago; it's down on paper and just needs the signatures. Of course, I don't expect you two to have to sign either, but the man's been getting a little cynical lately." He sighed and rested the beer next to him, taking care not to place it on the leather straps behind him.
Nash, sitting next to Hall, nodded and took a beer from the carpet next to the couch. "No offense, Hunter, but I don't think Vince is going to want confirmation from us," he called back over his shoulder, "And not from Batista, either – and we all know Benoit would never have to worry about our good friend X-Pac," he added, grinning and drinking before putting the bottle back down. "If he can catch this Ezekiel guy after the match, he's not going to care about us."
Raven had his say in the matter as well, leaning on the back of the couch to look out at the ring again, where the ring announcer was clearing his throat and getting ready to announce the next match. "Yeah, because we all know he could lay you two out without any trouble," he chimed in, casually patting them both on the shoulder. "Without any trouble, but with a sledgehammer," he corrected himself, pointing to the ring. "Come on, this match is actually important."
All attention turned to the ring – Chris Benoit was already out, with Shane giving him the preferred spot in the ring while his opponent entered. For more reasons than one, wrestlers liked to be able to see where the other man was; the first rule of sports entertainment applied everywhere, even in one-on-one situations. "Oh, and you two?" Hunter commented, pointing his fingers at the Outsiders, "You are going to escort me to the ring, where we shall watch the match from a better position. The rest of you, be ready."
He walked out of the room with the Outsiders following him, all three holding beers. It was going to be a very casual match.
