With the first match ending in a surprising double-DQ "tie," we're forced again to match up against Alexa and Leslie...
Naomi: I can't believe that geriatric caught my ankle at the last second... We had that it! Ugh!
Lysa: That's the only way they could have won. And they didn't even win! They just delayed the inevitable...
Naomi: I'm done toying with them. Alexa's the weak link, she didn't do shit that entire match.
Lysa: She sure ate shit, though. I'm not even sure she's going to be healthy enough to do another match.
Naomi: That figure four you tortured her with has her limping around, I can see.
Lysa: Leslie's probably going to be first in. I can't imagine Alexa can fight hobbled like that, just look at her...
Naomi: Let's get Leslie out of there ASAP. I want to finish the job on Alexa. She should be screaming surrender in seconds.
Lysa: No. We force them both in at the same time. I want them lose side by side. Like mother like daughter.
Naomi: Now you're talking.
Naomi licks her lips as she searches my eyes. She nods me towards the ring. Both of us sweaty and exhausted, but it's my turn to start in-ring. Someone's got to do it.