The office of Dr. Stevie was brimming with activity. The therapist sat behind his wide desk, looking over a plethora of documents scattered in front of him. A hand rested on his forehead and his hair was in a disheveled state, unlike the usual sleek ponytail he wore. Daffney in the center of the desk, legs crossed, chomping away on a piece of black bubblegum. She twirled it in her finger while checking her ghoulish reflection in a little hand held mirror. Stevie glanced up at her in annoyance, her snapping was irritating, but he kept his mind on the task in front of him. Dave Prazak was present as well and he motioned backwards towards The Scream Queen in a grand manner.
Dave Prazak: You know who I am by now: Dave Prazak. The best interviewer in the industry. And this is Daffney! The Scream Queen! The Gothic Goddess! The crown jewel in the Diva's division!
Daffney popped a large bubble and waved her darkly painted fingernails at the camera.
Dave Prazak: The most beautiful woman in wrestling! The most unique! And, it goes without saying, the best female wrestler in the industry today!
Goth girl pursed her lips and soon flexed a muscle.
Dave Prazak: And this week she competes in the Queen of the King tournament against Miss Tessmacher.
Daffney lifted a finger and opened her mouth as if she were about to say something profound. But she quickly looked very confused.
Daffney: Who the HELL is Miss Tessmacher?
Dr. Stevie: The one with the ass.
Dr. Stevie replied with absolutely no hesitation. Daffney slowly looked down at him with a deep glare in his eyes and he gave her an apologetic smile.
Daffney: HAH! I bet my ass is MUCH nicer than hers! I bet even Jamilia has nicer ass than her! HEY! JAMMY! C'mere!
Jamilia slowly rose from a shrouded corner of the room and peered over at Daffney.
Daffney: Show them yer ass!
Jamilia began to look very nervous as she bit her bottom lip and terror and started to wring her hands together like an over sized fly.
Daffney: Oh, nevermind! Go be useless somewhere else!
Jamilia slunk back down into the shadows.
Dave Prazak: So, with a relatively unknown opponent, what is your strategy?
Daffney: I think I'm gonna...hit her in the face with a chair! EHEHEHEHEHHH!
Daffney gripped her arms around her stomach as she cackled, flopping over onto her back on the desk, kicking her legs in the air. Dave Prazak nodded in approval and turned back to the camera.
Dave Prazak: A sound defense if I've ever heard one!
