There was some activity going on just outside of the shared locker room of two of the most notorious trouble makers in the Diva's division. It seemed as though Maryse and Paige were having a conflict and this wasn't out of the ordinary for the pair of strong willed females. Both former champions and Queens of the Ring glared at one another with their arms folded. The blonde, crass French-Canadian was dressed in a slinky red dress while her icy, British counterpart was clad in a black lolita inspired, with black/blue striped stockings.
Paige: I need to explain myself? ME?
Maryse: Uh. Yeah. You heard me.
The stare down began to intensify.
Maryse: You were trying to recruit that..that..fuckin' mouse baby?! What the hell was up with that?
The raven haired beauty rose an eyebrow.
Paige: ..Mouse..baby?
Maryse: I'm talking about A.J., damn it! Don't you know how much I hate that little nutjob?!
Paige: I want to be associated with the best. And whether or not you want to admit it or not, A.J. has talent. Whatever issues you two had in the past should have been swept away by now.
Maryse: Are you kidding me right now?!
The duo both had their fists cocked back and they weren't above coming to blows with one another.
Paige: How about you? What is it with you and Leo Kruger? You keep making the eyes at him and you know how much I loathe that piece of filth!
Maryse: W-What?! I don't know what you're talking about!
Paige: He's a male. He has a penis. Presumably. That's usually all you need.
Maryse: He isn't even my type!
Paige: EVERYONE is your type you dirty slut!
Maryse: Goth bitch!
This seemed as if it were the absolute worst time to try and interrupt. But that's precisely what happened as Renee Young began to approach the pair with a microphone in hand. Before she could even open her mouth they both turned to her and snapped.
Paige and Maryse: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!
Renee Young: I..just wanted to ask about the Diva's Turmoil match.
Both ladies seethed at one another for a few more moments before turning away. Maryse flicked her hair back and Paige quietly cleared her throat.
Paige: While we are having some problems at the moment..there is no question that we're going to be completely united in this match.
Maryse: Long story short, we hate everyone else in this match a lot more. And we both want to be Women's Champion again.
Paige: We're former champions and we've both won The Queen of the Ring. We're far too dominant for anyone in that match to possibly handle. Not as if the competition is anything to be worried about. Ancient left overs like Trish Stratus and Torrie Wilson..
Maryse: ..or nobodies like Eve and The Canadian Ninja's. Or losers like MsChif, Kaitlyn and Velvet Sky who's asses we've kicked so many times I've lost count.
Paige: They aren't even worthy of our time.
Renee Young: This match is going to be contested like a gauntlet match. Meaning that if you two very well could end up having to face one another. What will you do then?
Paige and Maryse: Stomp the shit out of that bitch.
Both women looked completely aghast and appalled at what the other had said.
Maryse: What the shit?!
Paige: You brain dead little traitor!
They both began to bicker before scowling at Renee and the camera crew.
Maryse: Shove these camera's up your ass and your own damn business!
Renee deduced that now would probably be a great time to hit the bricks before she ended up being swung at. The interviewer and camera's fled as Maryse and Paige started in on each other again.
