“Yanno, as much fun as it is t’ talk about all’a the different ways I could bust the Beast open, kind feelin’ like there’s somethin’ more important for us t’ be talkin’ about. Maybe somethin’ havin’ t’ do with how you made ol’ Light Bright tap… or, yanno, that little nugget ya dropped after. Still thinkin’ about that, by the way. Know you’re wantin’ to go make a set’a billy goats but you sure you got it in ya t’ leave alllllllll’a this behind? I dunno about you darlin, but this shit’s just… in reeeeaaaal deep. Was kinda thinkin’ it was the same for you. I wrong?”
And there he had gone, asking the one question she had done her best at avoiding from everyone. Conversations about blood, past matches, what happened to everyone else on Sunday – those were fine, easy conversations. But talking about her bomb afterwards – no, it was something she didn’t want to think about but knew she’d have to confront eventually. “Honestly? I’m already regretting it. As much as I want a family – I feel like I’m in my prime here on the WWE, getting everything. These past couple of years have been great and I’m not ready to leave. Not one bit. So no, you weren’t wrong. But I wish you were.”
“You’re tellin’ me. Don’t get me wrong, I tried… thought about bitin’ the sonovabitch a few times but I couldn’t get a grip with how much that vanilla gorilla was sweatin’. ‘s always next time though. Figure, I run my mouth enough, he’s liable t’ show up eventually, sooner or later, an’ everything after that’s a piece’a cake. And who doesn’t like cake? ———sorry t’ disappoint, by the way.”
“You biting Lesnar would’ve sure been an interesting sight to see. And his reaction, I’m sure, would’ve been hilarious to see.It really is a huge shame that the higher ups want to keep everything ‘pg’. While I’m sure pg could be fun, sometimes going beyond the limit is just as fun to. And really, that’s something good ol’ Hunter should know.”
