[Tasha Jordan adjusts her top, microphone in hand. She's standing outside a dark wood door with the number 406 in gold letters on it. Some of the walls on either side can be seen and they're white popcorn stucco, sparkling clean. It's obvious this is the apartment door of someone that cares about appearances, or makes an awful lot of money. She smiles at the camera before knocking on the door]

Cameraman: We're rolling....

Tasha: Great

[The sound of a lock turning is heard before the door opens a crack and one blue eye is seen peeking out, after a second or two, the door opens wider and Justin Fischer offers Tasha and her cameraman a wide smile]

Justin: Well Well. Back for more are we....

[Tasha looks slightly embarrassed and takes a moment before bringing the microphone to her lips to speak]

Tasha: I got a message from you that you wanted to do an interview... I wasn't going to miss that opportunity when you don't like doing them

Justin: Not just any interview Miss Jordan, I wanted you to be the first to see my new digs. Adian 'bubbles' Caine isn't the only one 'moving on up'.

Tasha: We don't really do that kind of thing Justin....this isn't Cribs....

[Justin rolls his eyes and opens the door a little wider.]

Justin: I'll make you a deal Miss Jordan. You give the fans out there what they want and I'll give you what you want...plus a little extra

[He winks at her and the camera doesn't miss the slight blush to her already rosy cheeks. She sighs and nods her head, Justin motions them in and the cameraman shuts the door behind him. They enter in through a hall and instantly into a cozy looking living room with a wide screen TV and leather couch]

Justin: This is my living room, where I spend a lot of my time when I'm not training or taking out pretty girls such as yourself. Now last I heard, neither of those two losers I'm facing on Monday have anything close to this awesome. Well apparently Cable has some house in the middle of no where with a whore doing his laundry but well, Who needs all that room when your never there, although I'm sure his pool boy is enjoying her company while he's not around.

[He laughs and there's a little chuckle from behind the camera. Tasha turns and gives the man a nasty look. They then follow Justin into a kitchen with island and what seems like miles of dark granite countertops]

Justin: My kitchen. And yes, I make my own meals and I quite enjoy it. My father taught us all to cook. His mother, my grandmother, actually went to France to learn how to cook and so it's kind of just been passed down. In Fact, not to sound all sexist, Bliss is the best pastry cook I've ever known. She won't admit it to anybody though...she doesn't like people thinking she's a girl. Now speaking of girls...Foster probably wouldn't know the right end of a spatula. Probably expects that his little Mexican girlfriend is going to do all the cooking. I for one find that knowing your way around a kitchen is not shameful and if anything gets you more ladies....but you know all about that don't you Tasha?

[Tasha turned pink again and tried to hide her face from the camera. Justin moved them out of the kitchen into a back hallway where he stopped at one room and opened the door. It as filled with gym equipment and what looked like wii fi speakers in two of the corners]

Justin: It's rather obvious what this room is. Only top of the line for me....and something else that might interest you.

[he points to a shelf where his Title is sitting neatly.]

Justin: Doesn't stay up there for long though. I just like making sure it's on display.

[He reaches up with ease to grab it and throw it over one shoulder. He winks again at Tasha before showing them quickly his bathroom and spare bedroom. he then opens up the last door which is the master suite]

Justin: And this is where the magic happens my friends.

[He then closes the door and leads Tasha and her camera man to the balcony where there's a great view of the desert and a pool below.]

Justin: Great view too.

[He motions to the group of bikini clad women swimming below. The three of them go back inside]

Justin: And that is my new place. 80% of it is paid graciously by Mr. Bill Adams. A reward to his newest champion.

Tasha: Can we get on with the interview now please...

Justin: If I didn't know better Tasha I'd say you were feeling uncomfortable around me...and why would that be?

Tasha: I have a lot of work to do and I don't want to be here all night

Justin: Oh what you mean, again? Pity. But fine, I'll hold up my end of the deal. Have a seat anywhere.

[Tasha sits on the couch, the cameraman continues to film as Justin takes a seat in a leather chair which matches the rest of the decor]

Tasha: First...about your match on Monday. How do you feel about being paired up with someone you've been kind of rivals with since your NYCCW days?

[Justin smirks and leans in closer to Tasha, making her flinch a little.]

Justin: I assume your talking about Taufik.... Now for the life of me I don't know what Adams or Hall or whoever the hell crap people they got scheduling these matches was thinking with that. What a absolute piece of crap. Couldn't just let me hand Toby his ass on my own before that ridiculous match at High Stakes....such a asswipe for interfering on our interview anyway. Should be so easy and fast that they'll put in the record books as quickest career destruction in history. I don't know if Adams is trying to shake our confidence or give us more but regardless of the lack of momentum because we aren't friends, I still think that those two don't have a chance of coming close to defeating us in this match. All I can say to Taufik is Stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours but just because we're partners this time doesn't make us close to being ok with each other. As long as he knows that, I think we can actually make it through this match.

Tasha: Taufik isn't the only one in this match that you've faced before... You and Chris Cable also have had encounters before in NYCCW...

[Justin rolls his eyes]

Justin: First of all let me just say that if 'salmon boy' is the best insult he can come up with, he's got a whole lot to learn about being in this business. Not that I care what the fans think of me. Fans mean shit...it's the truth. They can cheer you, they can boo you....they can even throw shit at you but in the end it's all about your pure breed skill. Sure Cable might have started out in his backyard when he was a smaller sack of skin and bones....you can pretend all you want to be a wrestler in your backyard but please, your talking to someone that starting training at 5...with an actual MMA trainer that was in the Olympics. Not only that do you know how many championships I brought home on my wrestling team for my high school... You would also know about not 1 but 2 university degrees. So instead of dropping out of school and going to be a shitty wrestler, I actually did something worth while with my life...and when your career bottoms out, like we all know will happen eventually, you will be nothing but a washed up loser with nothing to show for it....where as I, when I retire after a long and successful career, will be able to move on to get a 120,000 dollar a year job and live very comfortably when I retire on my well earned Canadian pension. But you know if you had even bothered to do any research you would have known that. And then....hmmm after you couldn't cut in your Aussie hometown, you were trained by some jap who taught you about elbow moves. Woooooo.... Let me just say this, that shot you got on me months ago...that was just lucky. That Cruise Control I did on you....that was something worthy of legend status. I also see that you try to use kicks and submission....let me give you a tip there 'little' Cable, when your up against someone as good as 'the hidden gem' you need to back the fuck off and know your role. I know you still have this unrealized grudge against me because of me kicking your ass back in NYCCW....fine....not my fault that you were so easy to beat. Guess you should have known better than to mess with me. I was only offering you my support and instead you thought you could just elbow me and call me a kid. if anyone is a kid, you are because your naive enough to think that you have anything on me. I will gladly show you again what it means to face a real opponent...one that knows actual moves that win championships around here....something your not going to see for a very very long time.

[Justin leans back in the chair again, his body relaxing from the tense state it had gotten to]

Tasha: And the other opponent...Toby Foster

[Justin shakes his head]

Justin: A complete travesty. Your going to tell me that you think he's an actual opponent? He's only a slight step up from a punching dummy. I shook him around that ring like a rag doll when I won this title. I have no idea how he won matches in merry old England. I like to think of it like when some kids that get drafted to major sports. They do awesome on their farm teams, in the minors or wherever. Scout comes along and says 'yes, we want that kid, he's awesome...' they bring him over, make him out to be a star or the teams saviour and what happens...the big time pressure is just too much and do you know what happens Tasha?

Tasha: They lose...?

[Justin laughs]

Justin: They completely choke. Everyone starts wondering...where the hell did they find this sack of shit...how did he end up on our team? they said this kid was going to bring us out of our slump....etc..etc... Then he gets demoted down to the farm team and he stays there until the team decides to make him a free agent and no other team picks him up and that's exactly where I see Toby Foster heading. Down to Step-up and then back home and no longer mine or anybody else's problem. He also seems to have quite the anger problem too. Wonder what your little girlfriend thinks of that....although she is Mexican right so she probably has quite the anger problem herself.... I don't really care either way, I think he's a fool for tying himself down with one girl anyway. Just another item to add to his list of stupid mistakes.

Tasha: What Stupid mistakes are you referring to?

Justin: Oh thinking that he's good enough to face me. That he's intelligent enough to outsmart me in the ring or during a battle of words during a promo. Coming to America and thinking that he's going to be worthy of any belt. the list is endless and I don't really have the time to sit here and name off everything he's completely and utterly failed at. I know that on Monday night, he's going to annihilated. As little faith as I have in my partner, I know we will kill both of those pathetic losers and then he'll still be damaged when he comes into the ring at High Stakes and had delusional fantasies about some day holding this title. The state he's going to be in after Monday he'll just be that much easier to demolish at the PPV. Mind you, I don't need to pre fight him to keep my title...its just an added bonus.

[Tasha clears her throat before continuing]

Tasha: So you sound like you have nothing but confidence for this match and the one at High Stakes. I'm sure everyone is happy to have such an assured and determined Champion representing them....however there are still some of your opponents from that match that seem rather disgruntled, one in particular is John Fisherman...

Justin: I honestly didn't get it. But then again, I have a hard time understanding useless wastes of spaces so it isn't surprising. The fact that he is still whining about his loss for the TV Title just makes me Shake my head. The best part was that he needs some chick with no managerial skills what so ever to talk for him most of the time. If I were him, I'd dump the trash and either a) find someone who actually can bring you up from the sewage your swimming around in or b) do it solo like all the other guys that are actually making decent names of themselves in this company. Just my opinion.

[Justin takes a breath]

Justin: It's also still a complete joke that he's still accusing me of copying him...last I checked I was here first and again I will state that Justin Fischer is my LEGAL name. I was born with it...no copying there and I also don't use shit moves either, hence why I'm holding a belt and he isn't. I have no reason to thank the man for my win. Brass knuckles or not I would have won that shit match, I just saw and opportunity and took it. Not my fault that he brought a weapon into a match and he had no idea how to hold on to it or even use it. He seemed to really enjoy seeing MY title up close last week though....

Tasha: But...

[Justin interrupts her]

Justin: But enough about those two because it will only be a couple weeks before he's demoted down to Step-up or fired. One can only hope. I think it's funny that so many people in this fed seem to resort to calling me fish related names or saying I'm a girl. Yeah the people that say that are the ones that haven't gotten laid in a very long time....wait you wanna know how long it's been for me...well let's see....Ummm does 10 minutes ago count? Make fun of my hair, Make fun of my clothing but really, whose the guy getting more girls then anyone in this place...ME!

[Tasha looks red in the face again]

Tasha: Are you saying that we just missed a girl leaving your place?

[Justin shrugs]

Justin: Probably passed her in the lobby. Red headed Girl in a hot pink dress and stilettos.... yeah had to kick her out for this interview now didn't I?

[He smiles as Tasha continues to blush harder]

Justin: If those guys really want to get under my skin they'll really have to go a little deeper than cheap playground tactics. Sticks and Stones and all that childish garbage. Let me just end this interview on this Tasha. After High Stakes and this beautiful title stays around my waist, I'll address Fisherman directly and with something a little more brutal then a pair of brass knuckles. Him and his Stripper girlfriend...by the way Biguns....haven't seen a kid that chub-i-lish-esh since I took my cousin to the playground at McDonalds. So I'm guessing when you went to the surgeon and he asked you want to do with all the fat you removed you pointed to your chest?

Tasha: thought you just said that it would take more than playground insults...isn't that what you just did to Jasmine Biguns just now?

Justin: I said it would take more than that to get to me...I didn't say anything about anybody else. She should have known better than to start calling my sister and her manger names....I for one think your ass is smokin' Laura

[Justin winks at the camera. Tasha turns to face it herself]

Tasha: Well there you have it, MPW TV Champion Justin Fischer regaling all of us with his special sense of confidence and determination as he plans on taking not only the tag match on Monday but also his Title challenge at High Stakes in Two weeks. I'm Tasha Jordan, for MPW.

[end scene]