Amanda: "Don't take this the wrong way. I love you and you're like a sister to me. So, I say this out of love but if you don't get your mummfied ass on that plane and go to Vegas for this Redeption match I will personally hang you and beat some sense in to you. You're in a perfect place to surrender the title to Ally and Jillian. They're giving you an open door policy as a free agent to come and go as you please. What more could you possibly need? Shit, I'll pack your bag for you."

Nikki: "Seriously? Pack my bag for me? All I need is a tooth brush and a change of underwear. I'm good. Yeah, I could surrender the title to Ally or I could hang on to it and make a big dramatic exit at the next pay perview."

Amanda: "Please, nobody is going to go for some dramatic exit. Our events don't draw that many fans in."

Nikki: "It might after I voice the need to go to AEW and kick Rodes ass."

Amanda: "Eh, it's your send off, babe. You can do whatever you like with it."

Nikki: "Dude, I just got the title. The wounds haven't even healed yet and your worried about my send off and how many fans are going to miss the pay perview. I need to do something. I can't hold the title hostiage like Brock Lessner does. That's not fair to the rest of them. So, gracously surrender to Ally and leave it open. Sounds good to me."

Amanda: "So, we're getting on that flight to Vegas tonight. Right?"

Nikki: "You're damn right we are. I got my extra toothbrush in my gear bag and my essentials I might need too."

Amada: "That's my girl."

We hop in an Uber and head over to the airport. I am pleasently surprised when a big private jet with the AEW logo on the tail greets us. This means I can ride comfortably while I recover from getting my ass handed to me by Jill and Ally. As a matter of fact, I pull out my phone as we get ready for take off.

Nikki: "Ladies and gentlemen, the bird is about to take flight. Whatever waits for me on the other side of those plane doors is my destiny. So, this bad girl. (she pats the championship) has become public property again. I can't be around to defend it and there is no point to me sitting on top of it. I mind as well share with the rest of the class. This championship has been around many waists and it has made us all look strong and proud and Elite. The elite speak for themselves when there is an open door policy and I am a free agent. So, I can come and go as I please from the CZW campus. So, as the current Le Champion I issue a challenge to the team of Ally the Ally Cat and Jillian Hardy The Feme Fatale. If you have the lady balls to step forward and lay claims to this championship then you have the lady balls to defend it. So, as a free agent I am surrendering it to you. Good luck ladies."

I cut the video and about pass out on the small bed face down. My back is on fire as Amanda is cleaning the wounds and rewrapping my feet.

Amanda: "Le Champion? Seriously? It's retarded when he says it."

Nikki: "Please, they're looking at the belt not the promo tape. Trust me, it's all about who carries that championship around their waste and challenges them to defend it. I could be preaching about anything and they'ed nod along and go "oooh You've been chosen" and waiting for the claw to grab them."

Amanda: "Now we're Toy Story aliens."

Nikki: "Shut up. I need to numb this pain so I can rest. It's driving me nuts."