Demands

Cody, FI and Pike storm into Jason's office..

Fighting Irishman: We want the TDB in a Match on friday, and were not taking no for an answer.

Pike: Were gonna take those sons of b***h's out once and for all.

Cody: We all want a six man tag match with Street fight rules.... A Canadian Street Fight!

FI: Nah man, I ain't taking s**t from these guys anymore okay I need to see blood, okay.

FI almost collapses as his legs give way.

Cody: You okay.

FI: Yeah yeah I'm fine, just need to sit down for a minute.

FI Sits down a bit dazed.

Jason sighed as the horde interrupted his office works...

"You know.. for people that aren't exactly on the top of the superstar lists... you sure do make a lot've demands.."

Jason stood up, setting down a pile of contracts, moving in front of his desk.. his arms crossing over his chest as he leaned against it.

"I mean.. Irish.. you just barely won your contract back... Pike spent the season break in the hospital after getting his arse handed to him by Ghoul.. Cody.. you're the only one with clout right now... and you're still fairly much a rookie..." he pinched the bridge of his nose..

"On the other hand that Dirty Bunch is just as bad.. and they have a nasty habit of stalking my wrestlers..... so what is a guy to do..." Jason looked up..

"You three will have a six man tag against the Dirty Bunch..... and it will be..... an elimination last man standing tag.... and after that... if you want to speak with me.. you make an appointment like everyone else..." he sighed then went back to his paperwork..

Cody: okay that will work. Cody exits the office

FI:Thanks Jay but can you not insult me right now, I'm a bit stressed okay, trying to get my son out here again, bye.

FI leaves the office.

That works for me, all I want is to get those SOB's and beat them to a pulp.

Pike leaves the office...