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~Charity Divine walks towards her locker room, but stops dead in the door way. The camera can't see beyond her, but luckily the view shifts to a camera that is inside the locker room. She stands there her lovely face ashen and shocked~
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Voice: "What no squeal of joy? No, welcome back? Not even a why the hell are you in my locker room, pet?"
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~Charity shakes her head and clears her throat~
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Charity: "We'll go with that one Crowley."
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~Suddenly the camera shifts revealing one Vincent Crowley sitting in one chair with his feet propped up in another a grin upon his face~
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Vincent: "Baby, Darling, Lover! I thought you'd be happy to find me here after such a long tour with my band! I admit it was hard sending you letters as neither of us were in the same place for any length of time, and I know that you haven't been able to keep a cell phone recently."
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~Charity pulls out her cell and wags it at Vincent after an extensive eye rolling session~
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Charity: "Seriously why are you here? I hope you're not being paid to sing or anything."
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Vincent: "No, I'm a contracted wrestler. What do you say, a welcome back "locker room brawl"?
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~Charity blanches in disgust at the idea~
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Charity: "Thanks, but you're further down the ladder than me and let's face it. You likely aren't good enough to beat Savvy let alone me."
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~Vincent stands~
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Vincent: "Don't worry love. I'm sure we'll get back together one day."
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~Vincent walks up to Charity and holds out a large packet of papers~
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Charity: "What is that?"
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Vincent: "Not only are these the original music sheets for my hit album, but also some where in there is a copy of my contract that states I'm a permanent part of your life again. Have a lovely evening."
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~Vincent walks out before Charity dumps the packet in the waste bin, and the scene fades to black~
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