[ Saiki and Kenjiki continue to stare at the group and for a brief minute Bobby swears his life just flashed before his eyes. Yeah...an accountant, that would be a good occupation. Crunching numbers and figuring out accounts payable and assets and debts. ]

Ross Bobby:ummmm...Is he home? Maybe we came at a bad time. Maybe we should come back or even call to set up another appointment...

Saiki: Shut up already, damn! The boss is here and he knows you are here and he is ready to talk to you. Everyone saw your interview with that piece of trash, Sebastian Bock.

Kenjiki: I never even liked that little half a bastard. I wanted to peel his wig when I first saw his freak ass.

Saiki: Chill, Big Cool. Let's take these maggots to the boss. We got some bitches to get ready to kill.

Kenjiki: Yeah, I'm down with that. Snapping the neck of chicken heads...every playas dream!...Let's go, Booby!

Ross Bobby: It's Bobby...

[ Kenjiki grabs Bobby around his neck and picks him up so that they are face to face with Bobby gagging and gasping for air. ]

Kenjiki:Don't ever correct me again. Unless you have decided that today is a good day to DIE!

[ The over seven foot Kenjiki drops Bobby on his ass and the two Somoans lead the group into the house and to where Sonny Maivia DeVine and Shawn G. Bailey are waiting in Sonny's office. Both men wear the same no nonsense expression on their faces and suddenly they all felt like this was just the begining of bad things to come. The Somoans take their position at the door while Bobby and his crew felt like they had walked into a scene of the movie "The Godfather". Shawn G. Bailey looks them all over then at Sonny, who nods as he lights a cigar. ]

Shawn G: Okay, Ross Bobby. You have be requested to interview Sonny Maivia DeVine. Now, you were given the rules of how this is all going to go down. Now understand this and understand it well. You ask one wrong damn question and Smooth and Cool will eat you and your crew for lunch. The interview is over when SMD says the interview is over. Understand that we are not men use to repeating ourselves so this is your only warning. You are interviewing Sonny, not me and not the Somoans, so don't ask us sh*t. Break the rules Bobby and we will break all your bones. So now that you understand, here is the man...Sonny Maivia DeVine.

[ Shawn G. Bailey joins the Somoans near the door and Ross really begins to wonder if he and his crew will come out alive. Fresh in his mind are the attacks on Mohammed Kane and Brian Hall. He clears his throat, says a silent prayer and begins.]

Ross Bobby: Sonny, I understand that you....

Sonny Maivia DeVine:SHUT THE HELL UP! You just sit there and when I want to hear from you I will kick you in the head. You know...(Sonny laughs sinisterly)...I really hate you. Right now, I want to put the boys on you and have them rip you apart. Do you know why?

[ Ross shakes his head slowly as fear grips him. ]

Sonny Maivia DeVine:You see, I was minding my own business, watching re-runs of WCW, when I get a phone call from Shawn G telling me to flip the channel to this tarot card reading Miss Clotilda...Clo-bubba...

Ross Bobby: Miss Clowy.

[ As soon as he opened his mouth, Ross wished he had not. He heard the approaching Somoans a slip second before he was slapped in the back of the head.]

Saiki:Shut up!

Sonny Maivia DeVine: As I'm watching this jazz ass women, that sorry sad sack, Sebastian Bock comes on and starts getting a tarot reading from her. This loser is so impressed by this broad that he starts going on about his bimbo and Tokyo and how easy it will be facing me. After I hear that bullsh*t I almost vomit. Especially when he goes on about his bimbo and how much he loves her and how much she loves him. Well, I have one thing to say to Sebastian about that. She wasn't saying that when me and the boys were running a train on her skanky ass. Whooooo! That girl is a real freak. When Saiki broke out the nightstick and stuffed it in her p*ssy...WOW! I couldn't believe she took the whole thing. That bimbo is a chicken headed Yak and all yaks should be used and screwed. Now, after dealing with all that silly crap, the next thing is your interview with that sap sucker. And as I listened to his stupid drivel and your inability to get the damn facts right, you pond scum bastard, I decided that before I kill him, that I would bring your narrow ass in here and get a few things right, maybe bounce your ass around and then get ready to go to Egg-Foo Yung Town and destroy Sebastian Bock. First, Sebastian, what the hell kind of name is that? Listen up, Bock. You can remember all you want about the NAWA and anywhere else concerning Michael "The Retired and Not So Fine" DeVine all you want. My fan favorite Cousin is a fool and a sucker and if I ever get a chance to meet him in the ring...his ass is toast. He is the past and history..just like the NAWA and anyone else that has run across us and you will fall into the same category after Tokyo. Now, your memory is as faulty as your ability in the ring. Damm was whipping your ass like you owed him money, punk. The only reason I sent the boys down was because they were hungry for action and they felt that Damm had enough gold and by the "DeVine Intervention" of the Superstar and The New Institution...we put the belts around your little waist. Then you forget to take your medicine and go on a rampage and that is supposed to impress people...negative! You are a light weight punk playing at being a man and in Tokyo...play time will be over and it will be a bad night for you and your Yak! I'm not impressed by your being a Falconer or Legion champion...you are nothing but a punk motherf*cker, who barely knows how to spell his name and you want to roll up on me and the Institution? You don't know what the hell you have gotten yourself into. You already have your hands full with the Circle and now you want to jump bad on me and The Institution? That means you are stupider than I ever thought anyone person could ever be. You have lost what little bit of your mind you have left. So here is what is going to happen to you in Tokyo. I am going to break every single, solitaire bone in that skinny, pimple faced, body of yours. I am going to make you scream like the bitch that you are as I rip out your heart and eat it. I am going to gut you like the pig you are and wrap the ring ropes with your intestines. And when I am done with you. Me and the boys are going to take your Yak bimbo and not only are we going to run a train on her. We are going to run a train over her yak ass. Tie her to the train tracks and wait for the 12:15 to arrive and run her over the cow she is. Do you know who you are dealing with, punk? We aren't playing with you sap sucker. We will kill you as soon as look at you and bury you six feet under, dig you up twelve hours later, whip your ass again and cremate your ass. You are just standing in the way of greater things and now it's time to remove your ass. You did the right thing by calling Miss Cow-face, Miss Clotilda..Clobubba...Colitis because you will need the help of the psycho network to save your ass. So you keep acting like you got this all in the bag. You keep on calling this sorry sad sack, Ross Bobby, to cut promos for you and keep calling me names I really don't give a damn because it will make it all the better when I rip you apart. Sebastian, this is to you and your bimbo, your bones will break like eggs in Tokyo. Ross this interview is over. Boys, get this fool out of my house and if he breaks a leg...Oh Well!

[ Sonny Maivia DeVine gets up and leaves as The Somoans and Shawn snatch up Ross Bobbby, who starts stammering and beggin for mercy. Boy, being an accountant seemed like the best job change to make. Getting tossed around by wrestlers was not the highlight of his career or day. With the promo crew close behind, The Somoans lead them all to the front door of the mansion and as Shawn G opens the door, they push them all out caring less of any of their equipment was damage or if any of them were hurt. The Somoans return inside and Shawn G looks at them and smiles.

Shawn G: Damn fine interview Bobby. Really enjoyed it. I will call the office and request you for the interview with Kenjiki and Saiki. You guys have a great day now. Peace!

[ Shawn G closes the door and Ross Bobby prays that he could find another job before the office sent him to interview the Somoan Mafia. Accounting, what an honorable profession. ]

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