“Well, you definitely should get your head checked… and maybe also take an IQ test after all those shots to the skull,” Keysha snorted and bumped Fiona’s fist, “seriously though, I’m glad that we can squash our old beef. And even if the people upstairs don’t dig us actually working together we can still have each others’ backs. After all… [i]there is a lot of improv in pro wrestling.”[/i]

Keysha looked at Gordon, “Right?”

Gordon chuckled nervously, “Well, yes… yes there is.”

“But,” the assistant producer quickly composed himself, “as I said I need to run this little idea past Diana and the others. So, I implore you, Keysha-…”

“I know, I know,” Keysha rolled her eyes, “I’ll be cool and keep it under wraps. Fiona anyway just made it clear that she isn’t promising anything. All I wanted was to be heard out.”

“Good,” Gordon made a rather exaggerated grin for emphasis, “now, if you ladies will excuse me, I have a show to help run.”

Gordon turned and hurried away, Keysha rolling her eyes again and then just as quickly flashing a smile at Fiona. “Thank you for listening. Let’s just say in the last few months I’ve learned a little humility and that it’s better to try and make allies whenever possible and not just look for fights wherever I go.”