Let's Talk Business. Shall We?

[Jayceon Williams]

Remmy had one thing on his mind. Get that mothafugga' Anthony Ramirez back. But how to do so? Placing him on LockUp! and Ramirez on MayheM made that a pretty hard task to accomplish. What to do? What to do? I know. Let's hit up the higher ups. Why not? They were there. They had to have seen the match too. They had to see the complete and utter bullshit of a match that was Jin Remmy versus Anthony Ramirez. If they let it go? No telling what could happen to Ramirez behind the scenes. He felt the wrath of Remmy once from the first low blow. Don't think he wouldn't do it again. Remmy walked the halls of the GCW Tower. Looking for the offices of the two that run this joint. He stopped in his tracks when he spotted the letters CEO plastered across a door. Ah. Candice Angel's office. Let's take a visit, eh? He walked over to the door. Raising a clenched fist. He stopped at the door. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.... Open up. Now.

[Candice Angel]

"Jesus Chr...Just come in already...Damn kids... "

[Jayceon Williams]

Upon getting permission, Remmy just makes his way into the office. Closing the door behind him. As he turns around to start heading towards Candice's desk, he begins to speak...

"Alright. I'ma get down to business. Names Jin Remmy. Yer Candice Angel, the boss. Ain't gonna waste no time or beat around the bush here. You saw Exodus right? Saw what happened in my match, right? A little bit of injustice if you ask me."

Standing infront of Candice's desk, he takes a seat in one of the empty chairs. Looking back at Candice.

"Am I correct? Or do I need to refresh yer memory of what it is that had happened?"

He leaned forward. Awaiting a response. Yeah. He meant business. He wanted to get his hands on Ramirez again. And he wanted to as soon as possible.

[Candice Angel]

$-Candice couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. This one seemed to be quite forward with his stance on whatever it was he was here concerning which...She had a small idea what he was possibly speaking of. But...Just to make sure, she leaned back into her office chair, before crossing her legs and letting out a long sigh responding to her employee...-$

"Yes I recall seeing the bout sir. And why not...Humor me if you will. Refresh my memory."

[Jayceon Williams]

"She can't be serious... Alright. Honestly... How much do you pay yer referees? Must not be that much for them to call such bullshit calls as they do. Let me refresh yer memory. Check this right. Don't you think it's a bit odd for a MayheM member to grab a ref. Toss the sumbitch. And not get disqualified? Or how about a blatant poke in the eyes and low blow? Don't you find that to be strange? I mean, seriously... That should have been a disqualification from the first toss. Right? Correct me if I'm wrong, but when you put yer hands on a ref... Aren'tcha supposed to automatically lose the match? Maybe I'm crazy or something. But I believe that is supposed to be one of the basic rules involved in any wrestling company... regardless of where it takes place in the world... Whatchu think...?"

[Candice Angel]

$-Christ this was an emotional one wasn't he?... -$

"I see where this is going Mr...Remmy is it?..."

"..."

"Okay. Let me guess. You feel cheated. You feel like someone or someone(s) paid off the referee to ensure that YOU lost the match up with Mr. Ramirez hm? You believe there to be some sort of...Conspiracy theory of some sorts. Oh yes, I've read the blogs. I have. And NOW you're here in my office because...You want another shot to redeem yourself at the next show DESPITE yourself and said opponent being on separate shows? Does that about cover it? Or are you just upset because your testicles no longer fit inside of your wrestling trunks?

[Jayceon Williams]

" Perhaps you'd like to find out about my testicles... Hmmm?"

He shook his head. Yeah. Caught him on a bad day but uh... it was getting the job done anyways. He looked back at Candice.

"Sure. Yeah. That's the basic gist of it. Permission to wonder over yonder and take care of a little unfinished business? Or would you much rather prefer one less member on yer roster? I'm sure you've heard what happened to Mr. Ramirez before the match. You wouldn't want that to happen again, or even worse. But sure... I'd like to head over to MayheM for one night only and finish off what was started. And this time... in a completely fair... justified... nonbiased match. What about it?"

[Candice Angel]

$-She could only nod her head as a smile came over her face. Found about his...Ugh...He was SO close to being unemployed it wasn't even funny. Even though...From the looks of him he'd feel right at home surely if that were to happen...-$

"I see. *Sigh* Well, such a thing would be just fine with me sir but...I do think we should ask the lady of the house before just doing whatever we see fit. I mean it's only right hm?"

$-Reaching forward, while keeping her eyes locked on those of the man seated across from her of course (Never know what might come up stolen around some people) She dialed the extension to the office of the lovely Miss Silvia Banks. The ringing began, leaning back into her seat once more she awaited the call to be answered...-$

[sil]

Please place that frame by the couch, Radimir. Grazie, sweetie. Oh... and that monitor... I would like it in the lounge I had refurnished.

She waves him off, giving him his duties for the time being... as she hears her phone calling for her. "What now?," she could only think. There was still much to do... since her hired interior designer left just a few minutes ago. Hurrying in her high heels to the phone, she makes note of purchasing a cordless headset she'd keep on while in her office/lounge area. Switching on the speakerphone, and plopping herself into her chair, she answers...

This is Miss Silvia Banks, General Manager extraordinaire of the MayheM brand... May I help you?

[Candice Angel]

$-Candice smiled brightly hearing Miss Bank's voice finally chime in over the phone. Clearing her throat she tilted her head slightly before responding back...-$

"Well hello Silvia and let's certainly hope so dear."

"I'm sitting here with one of our young superstars Mr. Jin Remmy? If your memory needs refreshing as mine did a moment ago, he was the one who's testicles were kicked so far up into his chest cavity semen now shows up on any X-Rays of his lungs so..."

$-A brief pause glaring across the desk towards Mr. Remmy again...How dare he threaten to force his testicles on her. Hmmpf...Continuing on... -$

"...Well...I'm sure you've heard the talk through the GCW Tower and all but...Mr Remmy feels he was somehow cheated out of his bout with Mr. Ramirez on the Exodus showcase. And now he would like to know if it would be possible for him to receive a...Return match if you would. On this weeks broadcast of MayheM. I merely wanted to clear this with you before giving him the go ahead of course. Your thoughts?"

[Jayceon Williams]

Pfft... Like she would know. Remmy could just stand up. Whip em out. Drop em on her desk. And show her proof of where his testicles reside. But nah. Don't need her drooling over his sac. Plus, sexual harrassment charges are a bitch when yer a dude. Fuck it. She can have her little jokes now. Just as long as he gets his match with Ramirez again. He placed his hands on the back of his head as he waited for this little conversation with the MayheM General Manager to be finished up quickly. Fuck it. He decides to toss his feet up on her desk as well. Might take awhile. Let's get comfy, shall we? Sitting there with a smirk on his face, he awaited the answer.

[sil]

Her initial thoughts? Candice was talking about who? Nevertheless, she knew of Mr. Ramirez... and his affiliation with her brand after the online draft about a week ago. Quite the catch he was, therefore she could pinpoint who exactly Miss Candi was referring to... despite Candi's VIVID description of the man...

Why hello there, Miss Candi. Interesting day so far, it seems?

What an understatement that was. She takes a moment to process Candi's words.

A LockUp! WRESTLER wishes to step into the domain of my SUPERSTARS in the making? Well, I've never even heard of such blasphemy, but albeit this individual is extremely adamant in doing so? Vengeance to be his and all? I seem to recollect some of that particular match, one of few interbrand matches I had my eye on and let me just say... that Mr. Ramirez proved to live up to my vision for MayheM: WIN at all costs. Yet, I would assume correct that this person KNOWS he would adhere to MayheM rules, hmm?? That is... if he wishes to visit us over here...

[Candice Angel]

"Hm...Yes, he's very well aware of that fact Miss Banks. He's quite adamant about receiving a chance at redemption. I'd even go as far as to say that he'd accept the match under any terms. Feel free to add anything to the match up of course if you choose to allow this as well."

"..."

"But yes, he is prepared Miss Banks. We only wish to receive your blessing on the matter as I'm sure Miss Masters won't argue the concept giving one of her wrestlers a little extra spotlight time."

[sil]

Just as we here on MayheM would simply enjoy embarrassing a LockUP! nobody in his attempt to do so. However, in the interest of fairness for a possibly unaware Mr. Ramirez... I'm sure he would simply love returning this man the favor of dragging him to and fro around the arena. How about a little brawl to entice Mister... Remmy's thirst for blood? Our parking lot should be suitable if you ask me. I'll have it set up to MayheM's liking... which I'm sure our audience would simply adore to see. Ask him, Miss Candi... deal... or no deal?

Silvia cracks a smile as she stands back up, the gears in her head fully at work... to capitalize on this little feud... that will ultimately translate to MayheM leading the forefront in GCW's ratings...

[Candice Angel]

$-A bright smile came over her face as she raised an eyebrow, peering across the desk past those 1984 Air Jordans he was wearing, speaking the words...-$

"Well Mr. Remmy, Miss Banks will agree to allow the rematch concerning your requested bout but...There is one catch...How do you feel about perhaps taking this little feud between you two...Outside of the ring?...Say a...Parking lot brawl? I'm sure you'd be willing to go that far to get what you want yes?