The titantron lights up showing the entrance to the garage. Lizzie is standing next to the entrance, patiently waiting for something to enter. A low rumble can be used, vibrating through the ground. Headlights appear at the top, then the rest of the car comes into focus.
Just as the car, revealed to be a Honda NSX, becomes level with the entrance Lizzie jumps out in front. The car comes to a skidding stop, just before the reporter. Seconds later the driver's side window is wound down, as Distor's face appears, a slightly amused lok on his face.
Distor: "Is this how you guys get your interviews these days? By nearly killing yourself?"
Lizzie: "Apologies Mr. Centura, but you have been a difficult man to track down. I'm pretty sure this is the first time I have interviewed you since WWF first began."
Distor: "And it could have been your last. Now what do you want?"
Lizzie: "Well, if you haven't heard yet, by order of the General Manager of WWF, you'll be in a tag team match against Anthony Lee and Nathan Payne. Do you have any comments?"
Distor: "So, someone I beat at his own game last week, and someone he hates. D-Maniac's judgement really has been impaired since he got off the pills." A grin appears on his face.
Lizzie: "And you are aware that your partner will be The Lost One herself, Era Dynamics?"
The grin on Distors face instantly vanishes. He mumbles something quietly, and his hand suddenly moves towards the gear stick. Lizzie sees this and tries to get a final question in.
Lizzie: "So Distor, do you have any comments to make on this development?"
Distor: "Yeah. If she thinks taking a swing while my back is turned is a good idea, well... you've seen for past three weeks what fallout.... National Fallout... is like."
And with that, Distor changes gears, plants his foot on the accelerator, and goes skidding off into the garage.
