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Crystal Millar vs. Matt Stone; Non-Title Match/Theo Zosi on Guest Commentary
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Crystal Millar vs. Matt Stone
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Getting That Much Needed Help


To say things were NOT going the way that Crystal Millar had hoped for them to go in her life would be that of an understatement. Her credibility as a mother was rapidly decreasing as the relationship between her daughter and her was weakening with every passing day. Her life as a wife wasn’t existent as her and Jonathan continued to have their share of problems that now ranged from wrestling company to wrestling company. Despite living in different rooms under the same roof it would only be a matter of time before the couple would eventually fall apart and divorce. Crystal’s old manager Dan made it known he wanted nothing to do with her.

Crystal seemed to be at her lowest however there was a silver lining in the midst of all of this. Crystal had regained a friend in Mackenzie Roberts and she had the chance to finally elevate her LAW career in the form of the Queen of the Ring. It was everything or nothing at all, and Millar knew this. However she wanted to have that final edge. That final push to bring her exactly to where she wanted to go. So if Dan wasn’t going to help her she had intended to go to the one person that she thought might. The person that made her want to jump into the fray of Women’s wrestling. The person that trained her husband Jonathan and the woman that she had mimicked throughout her wrestling career in Isabella Pazzini.

With nowhere else to turn she had hoped that Isabella would be able to bring her to where she needed to be especially considering that Isabella had gone through some of the things that Crystal had gone through. The BlackaRican had made her way to Isabella’s luxury apartment on the Los Angeles strip. She walked past the doorman and now waited patiently at the front desk as the receptionist picked up a phone.

“Miss Pazzini I have a Christina Millar to see you… Should I send her up?”

The receptionist slowly nodded her head as she smiled at Crystal.

“You can go on ahead… She’s waiting for you…” It wasn’t long before Crystal entered an elevator, and after traveling up forty floors she was where she needed to be. She walked down the hallway until she stood at her door and offered a gentle knock.

A few moments later, the door opened, and there stood a woman who practically radiated confidence and charisma. An average wrestler, if we’re honest, who became a legend through a mix of a silver tongue and a steel bellhammer, Isabella Pazzini knew how to command an audience, even an audience of one. “Christina. How... pleasant to see you. Just like old times. The only person I see much of these days is my cousin, and you are surely more of a vision than her, even if your hair looks like you just came out of a gunge tank.” She grinned. “Do come in, I just put Antonio down for a nap, so hopefully we won’t be disturbed. And if he starts crying I’ll just put him back to sleep with my hammer.” She gave Crystal a wink, affirming it as a joke, because knowing the Diva of Extreme, there could always be a niggling doubt that she was serious.

Crystal always felt super happy and fangirl like when she was in Isabella’s presence. The Latina beauty smiled as she ran her fingers through her hair before she looked back at Isabella. “There is nothing wrong with my hair. Pink is what’s in! And please don’t bring up the word gunge. I don’t want to have anything to do with rainbow. You know I never liked her since what she did to me in 3WL, In Pride, and… Damnit just about every single place we ever wrestled together! You however I don’t mind talking about. All of those World Championships you won, and my favorite match of yours. Cold Blooded 2012! Granted you did “ahem” lose to me of course… Probably must have been an off night or something but…”

Crystal smiles wider than before. “I really am happy to see you. It has honestly been a while, and please keep that bell hammer to yourself. I rather not think about it. That image is still ringing in my mind.”

Isabella laughed. “Don’t fret, I’m retired. I don’t even keep the damn thing in my boot nowadays. Life is so much simpler now, no travelling, aside to the Milan fashion shows. No fighting, no hurting, life is good. Well, it was. But as you’re here to talk business, I have a sneaking suspicion all that might be about to go to Spain.” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “Still, if there’s two things I love more than relaxing, it’s wrestling and money. So you have my interest.” She showed Crystal into the living room, directing her to her favourite couch, a plush pink sofa that she’d taken everywhere with her for many, many years. “So. Let’s talk business, as much as I’d love to make small talk all day. Time is money, and I’ll give you one if you give me the other, capiche?”

Crystal smiled wickedly. “Well money isn’t really an issue so I guess I will have as much of your time as possible but to be honest my wrestling career seems to be like an elevator nowadays. It’s constantly going up and down. I can have quite the success in one place and be totally awful in the other. It just seems like my wrestling is more inconsistent than Kate Steele’s hair color for the week. As far as my personal life goes… I want to say things were okay but…”

Crystal shrugs her shoulders offering a loud sigh. “Jonathan and I don’t even sleep in the same room. We don’t even speak to one another in the same damn house, and maybe I am to blame with the way I tried to cheat on him, but I do love him. I want to keep him, and I want things to work out. I rather not get into what’s going on with me and my daughter but.”

Crystal couldn’t help but pause as she cleared her throat. “That’s part of the reason why I wanted to see you Isabella. Because despite being the biggest bitch and most hated woman in all of wrestling at one point you knew how to balance everything. You knew how to have that great relationship, be an awesome mother, and dominate the ring, and that’s what I want for myself. Pollaski doesn’t want anything to do with me, and I am sure I could go to CTN and have the likes of Maleek to manage me, but I doubt Jonathan would enjoy seeing an ex of mine helping me. So that brings me to you…”

Crystal slowly begins to smirk. “I know you can relate and considering you trained Jonathan how to wrestle you know him, and I was hoping that you could perhaps help me. Help elevate me to where I want to go so I can reach stability. Show me how to be a better mother and what have you… Of course I know in the past you always saw me as an obsessed fangirl and nothing else but I feel you are my only hope right now.”

Isabella took a moment to absorb all of this. “The relationship stuff... I’m probably not the best person to ask. I have been married four times.” She chuckles. “But if you want someone to get you laser focused on being a star... that... that I can do. Though if I’m honest, image-wise, you’re not far off. You always have people talking about you, and that’s very important. All you need is the ability to cover your weaknesses as a wrestler. Tell me Crystal. What do you feel your biggest weaknesses are as a wrestler?”

“Well I am a star after all I am the SILVER SCREEN QUEEN!!!!!!!!!! But I do wish to become a superstar. A megastar, and allstar. As far as weakness goes truthfully I feel like my biggest weakness is I let my personal problems affect who I am inside the ring. I can’t channel how to put all of that to the side, and it’s causing me to falter from what I am capable of doing. If I could somehow manage that, and not really care about being accepted or what people think of me. I could be right where I need to be…. Unless you see things differently of course.”

“PEOPLE? You care about what PEOPLE think of you? Woman, seriously, you don’t need to give a damn about any of that. It doesn’t matter if people like you, hate you, throw flowers or throw trash. All that matters is that they PAY TO SEE YOU, whether they pay to see you win, or pay to see you lose. Wrestling fans are idiots Crystal. And as long as you have a decent promo, they’ll buy anything you’re selling. The trick is not to CARE what the people think, but TELL them what to think. Manipulate the gullible bastards. They’re not important. YOU are important. You make them pay to see you. Don’t give a damn what they think, because cheer or boo, they’re worthless idiots anyway. Same goes for the bitches in the locker room. It’s not about being liked or disliked, it’s about being RELEVANT.” She grinned. “You stick with me, to quote an old aging legend... I’ll make you famous. And I’m not talking World Champion famous. I’m not talking Hall of Fame famous. You already did all that. I’m talking Muhammed Ali, GREATEST OF ALL TIME FAMOUS.”

“Of course I am a Hall of Famer… 2x none the less, but I want to go BEYOND THAT!” Crystal smiles widely as she continues to speak. “At the end of the day there’s one thing that I wish to accomplish from wrestling. I want to always maintain that spotlight. Always make sure that people know that it’s my name in bright lights and everyone else is following suit to that. Maybe I did get caught up in too much over what people think of me and less on what I was personally doing in the ring, and it cost me in the long run. But it’s time I stop living in the past and on what I used to do and who I was, and focus on what I COULD be…”

Crystal can’t help but chuckle as she looks directly into the eyes of the Italian. “So when you said stick by me what were you referring too? Because if you say what I think you are about to say. I believe I will have the biggest smile in the room and nothing could truly stop this rose from blossoming…”

“Well... I’m happy to be your manager. Because frankly... you have the potential to be the greatest. Hell, you beat me, and there’s very few in this business that can say that.” Isabella smiled. “So let’s get to the important part. My cut!”

And on that note, we leave the women to discuss numbers.














Las Vegas, Nevada
MGM Grand Hotel Buffet


Las Vegas was such a great city for tourism, traveling, and of course gambling, and it wouldn’t be long before LAW’s Queen of the Ring Pay Per View occured from Vegas on Sunday. However that was coming on Sunday and today was Friday. Which meant it was two days before the big show, and Crystal had gotten a text message from Brittany that her daughter had wanted to meet up with her. This was weird considering that Brittany and Crystal really weren’t on the best of terms especially with everything that had transpired between them going back to their Queen of the Ring opening match

Crystal and Brittany had lived under the same roof just like her and Jonathan did, but just like with her relationship with Jonathan it was a relationship in which the two didn’t really say anything to one another so it was weird to see that Brittany had reached out to her mother but Crystal wasn’t going to waste an opportunity to make things right with her daughter. Aside from being taken out by Brittany and jumped at the heart of it all. Crystal still was her mother and she was going to be there for her.

It was going to be a night of dinner between the two of them at the MGM Grand’s Buffet. Crystal had already arrived and had gotten a table. Moments later that is when she saw her daughter walking into the dining room. Brittany slowly moved her way over towards the table and took a seat in front of her.

“Hey mom….” She said softly as a few tears dropped from her eyes. Crystal didn’t know what to say as she looked back at her daughter shrugging her shoulders.

“Brittany what’s wrong?” Crystal cried out as she couldn’t help but stare at her in return but Brittany just shrugged her shoulders again.

“Really it’s nothing… Let’s just go grab something to eat…”

“Bullshit Brittany… I know when something is up and obviously you wanted to meet with me for a reason. You wouldn’t have called me out of the blue if you didn’t want to meet up with me. Now tell me what’s wrong?” Crystal crossed her arms as she couldn’t help but give her daughter the look. Brittany however just shrugged as she nodded her head in return.

“Mom honestly it’s nothing…”

“Brittany Jessica Williams… Don’t you tell me it’s nothing. We may have drawn apart in these past few months but I can tell when something is wrong. Now tell me what’s going on, and what I can do to fix it!”

Brittany just sighs in return as she looks back into the eyes of her mother. “It’s dad… I thought things were good with me. I thought he was really going to help me but it just seems he wants nothing to do with me… All he cares about is helping Kimberly along…”

Crystal sighed in return. “Pumpkin that’s just how your father operates, and I would hate to slander the name of your dad because that’s not who I want to be anymore, but Todd has a habit of being very controlling, and once he get’s what he wants. He moves on to the next thing. He just wants to use what he can for leverage to hold it against somebody. I really don’t know where his morals are or what he is really after…”

Brittany nods her head. “That’s exactly what happened… I thought things were going okay. He helped in my wrestling a bit but then all of a sudden something started to change. It happened ever since he got married…”

Crystal sighs in return once again. “God I feel bad for Kimberly… That girl has no idea what she’s getting into with Todd…”

Brittany continues to speak. “Anyway one thing led to another, and then dad stopped caring about me. He started using me as a training dummy for Kimberly, and he’s feeding her head with all of these crazy ideals and she’s not the same nice girl that she was when they first started dating…”

“What do you mean by training dummy? She’s awful. She isn’t that good at all. How the hell are you going to let some power rangers fanatic beat on you like that…”

“It’s because dad told me not to hit back, and he keeps saying how she is going to be the next biggest thing in wrestling. He’s filling her head with all of this propaganda and I feel like I was lied too. I thought he was going to mold me into being that protege. I am of his own blood and he’s throwing me to the side like I don’t matter…”

Crystal sighs as she watches her daughter start to cry in front of her. Crystal feels uneasy as she doesn’t know what to do as she rises up out of her chair and walks over to where she is sitting and wraps her arm around her.

“Listen I know your father can be quite the jerk but you shouldn’t let that get to you. Stop trying to make people happy and just do what you feel is right. If you want to be the next biggest thing in wrestling you go out there and do it. Be better. After all there is potential within you, and I knew that the moment that we stepped in the ring with one another.

Brittany’s eyes open wide up. “You really mean that?!”

The Latina nods her head. “Of course I mean that… I thought I was going to walk into that battle royal a few weeks ago destroy the rest of the competition and make my way into fighting Matt Stone for his Rush Championship….”

Brittany giggles. “Don’t you mean Sorry Ass Matt Stone?!”

“Sorry thanks for the correction! I thought I was going to beat everyone and make my way to fighting him but you out of everyone else in that match. My very own flesh and blood was the one that ended up eliminating me out of that match so as much as I want to hate that I didn’t win. I have to admire that you gotten better that you can throw your mother out of a match…”

Brittany nods her head in agreement. “And give you a free pass into the Queen of the Ring tournament which reminds me. Do you even know why I did what I did to you. Why I aligned with dad. It wasn’t because I wanted to be with him but I wanted to get your attention.”

“My attention?!”

“Yes… Yours… You started wrestling when you were 16, and I thought that by walking the same path that you did I could get your attention. But I got mad as you praised others more than you did your own daughter…”

“To be fair Brittany I was only concerned about myself and where did that get me? A separated marriage? An affair with Matt that went terribly? All of my friends walking away, and most of all losing your trust? If I could do it all again I wouldn’t have made the same mistake…”

“Well like you said just focus on being better… That’s all you can do right?”

Crystal nods her head. “Right… Which means I can start being there for you as a mother. I know I am not stable but I will be there for you Brittany that’s a promise. I’ll help on making you better and who knows maybe sometime down the road. We could have another match and really get to see if you are better than me…”

Brittany smiles. “That would be nice… I rather have the endorsement from my mother for her to willingly pass the torch to me than for me just to take it from you. In the same way that Grandpa Pedro passed it to you, I want you to do the same for me….”

Crystal laughs. “I will have you know I didn’t beat my dad in a wrestling match until I had been in the sport for like eight years… I would settle down there missy… Your mother isn’t even thirty yet!”

“Yeah, yeah… Doesn’t mean I can’t try for that torch though? After all I do have Hilton blood in me, and in the same way that everyone knows you can’t beat Matt Stone in Madden you keep on challenging him over and over again. In the same way it doesn’t mean I can’t do the same with you until I do get that win and when it does happen celebrating like I was that great the whole time. Isn’t that the Hilton way?!”

Brittany begins to giggle as Crystal just shakes her head. “God you are just like me aren’t you? Come on B-Brat why don’t we go get some food. We got this whole buffet in front of us might as well do what we came here to do…”

Brittany smiles. “I love you mom…”

“And I love you too… Let’s move on to a better future?”

“Sounds good with me…”

With that the two ladies got up as they walked towards the buffet area. With a new manager and a daughter back in her life the only thing that was left to do was for Crystal to do was for her to win her matches, and do what she does best. Simply win...

This Was Her Road To Redemption...
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To say that Crystal Millar had hated what she was doing would be that of an understatement. The Latina sighed as she took the laundry out of the dryer. Crystal had spent the last few days with Matt and Fiona being their personal maid as the result of a Madden wager with Crystal of course losing as usual. She sighed as she had started to straighten up Matt’s video game collection, and the red haired Fiona hovered over her with an evil grin.

“Hey Sorry Ass Hilton… You missed a spot….”

Fiona smiled as she pointed to a spot on the rug, but Crystal sighed in return. “I will get to it, and please don’t call me sorry ass… You know that’s not my name…”

Fiona couldn’t help but chuckle as she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. “Well compared to my ass I would say your’s is pretty sorry. Now chop, chop because if you make me upset. I am sure Matt is going to embarrass you even further”

Fiona smiled as she could hear a door opening in the background. “Speaking of Matt…. Oh MATT!!!! Why don’t you come into the Man Cave to check up on the help…” It didn’t take long for the arrival of the home owner, Matt Stone, to walk in through the door, leaning on the frame as he looked around, nodding his head. “Not bad, not bad.” He offered as a sort of review for all the work that Crystal had been doing. “I’m not going to go out and recommend you to all my friends, but it’s a decent start. Missed a spot there, though.” He quickly added, pointing to an entirely different part of the rug than Fiona had. He started to walk around the room, stopping by Fiona to give her a kiss on the cheek between inspecting the area.

“So, how has our cleaning lady been?” He asked nonchalantly, inspecting the framed Ray Lewis jersey for any smudges on the glass.

“She has been decent… Nothing more than that but at least she is being a trained little dog…” Fiona covers her mouth. “ Oh sorry I know how you feel about dogs sorry about the reference but she is being trained well. Go ahead Crissy show Matt what you learned…”

The Latina got on her knees as she looked up at Matt dejectedly.

“Matt Stone is a more superior Madden player than me. My sole purpose is to serve him as a warmup for the real competition, and hopefully some of his greatness can rub off on me…”

Fiona smiles widely rubbing her hands in her hair. “Good girl… You want a treat Crissy?!”

Crystal folded her arms as she quickly rose up to her feet getting in Matt’s face. “Ok enough of the game… What do you really want. Obviously the whole maid thing is the first part of your plan but what’s the big punishment. Let’s just get this over with so I can be on my way. You know you don’t like me being in your home…”

Matt watched on with an amused smirk on his face, watching her getting back up to her feet, a little disappointed she didn’t stay on her knees the whole time, that was a much better look for her after all. “Whoa, the whole maid thing? That was actually your plan after you lost the first time, remember? And the second time, the one bit of offense you got it happened because someone just had to kiss me at that moment.” He says looking over at Fiona. “Then I just decimated you, so remember that before you go announcing that you’re going to humiliate me. Those were your words, all I’m doing is helping you live up to your own promises.”

“So tell me Matt… You gonna make me scrub the toilet with a toothbrush?! You going to push me into the pool again? What do you intend to do because I won’t let you break me…” Crystal stares deeply into his eyes. “There isn’t anything that you can do to me that will break me. Just remember that.”

“Scrub the toilet? Eww.” was his first reaction, having not thought of something so degrading. “I don’t see how that would entertain me, and pushing you into the pool isn’t nearly as much fun if you see it coming. No, I want something special, something grand. Any ideas, dear?”

Fiona smiles widely. “Well we need something that would really embarrass her, something to let her know that she is inferior to you in every single way. You already outclassed her in a video game and that’s easy work now but you need something better than that. Something to let Crystal know that she is inferior to you in every single way. Maybe we can make her kiss my ass or something? Proclaim how she wishes she could have a booty like mine…”

Fiona giggles as Crystal turns her nose up at the thought. “I would never do something like that… Never you hear me?! Never -” Matt injections here to cut Crystal off. “You'll do whatever I want you to do, understand? I am in charge here which was, and I love reminding you of this, your idea in the first place. I don't know of admitting you were more attractive is really what I'm looking for, after all, we all know that's the truth. No, needs to be something bigger...something huge even…” Matt muses as he starts to circle around Crystal, looking her over as he thought.

Crystal offers a sigh in return. “What is it that you want from me?”

Fiona grins. “Hmmm maybe we make her strip? Make her run down the block nude or something. Or we could get her to eat dog food. Might as well conquer her food by eating what they eat right?”

“Bitch I will choke you the fuck out if you have me do something stupid. So tell me Matt… What’s your big ideal. You are the one that said double or nothing so surely you had something in mind when you came up with that concept. So come on Matt you have to rely on your girlfriend for something? Can’t do anything on your own?!”

“Hmm, dog food. That could work, although I'm feeling some trepidation about introducing anything relating to dogs to her for obvious reasons…” He trails off, not wanting to talk about that at all. What could he have her do, there were many things of course, but what would be the perfect choice?

Fiona grinned. “Worse comes to worse you just could have her make out with me. Granted I am sure I will need a bottle of mouthwash but I could teach her how to properly kiss. Who knows she follows my guidance she might have a husband back…”

Crystal wasn’t going to tolerate that. In a rage she leaped out at Fiona and tackled her to the ground. The two women couldn’t help but beat one another up as Matt just hovered over them.

“I should probably do something about this…” Matt says out loud as he watches the two of them roll around on the floor. It's a good thing that it was just cleaned, wouldn't want to ruin their clothes, he thought with a smirk. “Are you two done?” He asked after a few more moments, getting a particularly good view at the time and not minding at all if this continued.

Both women decided to stop as they rose up to their feet both women having ripped up clothes. Crystal’s hair now taken out of it’s ponytail as it flows freely down her back. Fiona sighing as she tries to dust herself off as she looks at her boyfriend.

“Ok can we hurry up and decided something for this bitch? The cruelty in me would just make the bitch sleep in the dog house and call it a day…”

Crystal however crosses her arms sighing in return. “You think of anything yet or am I free to leave?!”

“Leave? Oh no, you can't leave, not until you've served your punishment Christina. Now what should it be, is the question. Stripping is too cliche, and I'm sure you do that every Tuesday afternoon down at the local strip joint. I did like that kissing Fiona idea though, that could be interesting, though do you think the two of you could do that without killing each other?”

Crystal grins. “Look I can kiss her but… with the euphoria kicking in I really don’t want your girlfriend to fall for me Matt…”

Fiona is the one to turn her nose up in return. “ AS IF that would happen. You mean it would be the other way around. One kiss from me you might be inclined to want to leave Jonathan…”

Crystal blows her off. “You sure about that?! Consider yourself on…”

With that the Latina beauty grabs Fiona and begins to make out with her sliding her tongue all the way into Fiona’s mouth. Fiona is taken back as she wraps her arms around Crystal giving her butt a tight squeeze as she dips Crystal over and makes out with her in return.

Even Matt seems a little taken aback by that as the two ladies start swapping spit like they were insults seconds before. He wasn't going to say it outlook, but this was certainly an arousing experience for him, catching Fiona grabbing a handful of Crystal’s backside, making him jealous if that made any sense.

Crystal however wasn’t going to let Fiona get an advantage over her as she arched herself back upwards and instead gave Fiona’s a squeeze on the butt as she continued to kiss her. The two falling over the sofa as they were really locking lips with one another. Crystal smiled as she was on top of Fiona and couldn’t help but to undress her slowly.

“Uhh…” Matt was going to say something about what Crystal was doing, but decided against it, watching the show was a much more exciting prospect to him. He walked over to the couch, leaning on the adjacent wall to get comfy as he watched the two women making out on his couch, giving him the college experience he had missed out on by not going.

Before Crystal could go any further she couldn’t get up as she started to sniffle. She wipes her nose with her arm as she looks at Matt with watery eyes. “Do you have any tissues?” She says with grin as she can feel a sneeze building up.

“Tissues?” Matt asks, looking slightly concerned. He points over to the bathroom that branches off the room they're in. “Should be some in there...why?”

Crystal sniffles loudly as Fiona just looks on in horror. “It’s because I think my dayquil may be wearing off. I took some for my bad summer cold but it seems to run out…” Crystal smiles widely as she looks over at Fiona. “Oh God… I think I might have given you a cold… I would say I am sorry and I know you were enjoying this body of mine but…”

She stares evilly. “I told you this body is only reserved for my Jonathan, and you simply aren’t good enough. You got played by my superior acting skills…”

“You bitch!” Fiona yells back in return but Crystal can’t help but smile evilly in return. “Don’t be mad the only woman I would ever feel this way about on my lips would be Isabella. Everyone else simply isn’t worth my time. As far as my cold goes… I might have passed my germs onto you and if you catch what I got. Matt let’s just say you aren’t really going to enjoy what’s to come…”

With that Crystal walks right over to Matt as she tries to hold it in but ends up sneezing on him. “AAAACHOOOOOOOOOOO… Whoa sorry about that… Excuse me….”

She grins as she looks at him. “You think I would just come here without being properly prepared?! Why do you think I told you I would be your maid in the first place? To gain easy access. Access to fuck you right over. You consider this something I learned from my new manager in Isabella. You just got played Matt….”

Matt jumped back when Crystal came near him with “that look” and stumbled over the feather duster that Crystal left haphazardly on the floor, Matt backing up against the wall, a look of horror on his face, looking over to Fiona who looked disgusted. “You're kidding….I don't believe you, she's just wearing perfume or something, yeah, that's it! I'm not going to fall for your tricks woman! And even if you aren't, I know Fiona, she's strong. Much stronger than you, she won’t catch your cold!”

“I don’t know if you think you are the doctor of showmanship or the doctor of bullshit, but this is the truth Matt. She’s going to get sick and there’s nothing you can do about it. We might as well all hug it out because what will be more beautiful than watching Fiona sneeze is watching what happens when you get sick. You going to hide yourself in a bubble? Maybe put Fiona in one? Or better yet I want a camera to watch what happens when you can’t stop yourself from sneezing Matt. I bet that’s a pretty sight…”

Fiona having heard enough decides to rise up as she storms her way over to where Crystal is standing. “You Bitch I am just about sick and tired of hearing you ramble on…”

She offers a hand for a slap but instead Crystal grins as she sneezes as loud as she can right in her face. Fiona runs towards the bathroom to quickly take care of the problem.

“As always Matt it’s been a pleasure. Go take care of your sorry ass girlfriend…”
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