Eve Angry.

Eve smiled as she checked her 250,000 dollar worth diamond glitter manicure while sitting comfortably in her luxurious locker room. The door was pushed open and the head of one of the crew members popped in.

EBWF Crew Guy: Miss Torres?

Eve Torres: I'm not signing autographs tonight, sorry.

EBWF Crew Guy: Oh, not it's not that...

Eve Torres: I don't pose for pictures either...

The Crew Guy walked into the room, closing the door behind him.

EBWF Crew Guy: Err...

Eve Torres: And I am NOT Maryse, so I won't sleep with you...

EBWF Crew Guy: Oh no... It has nothing to do with... WAIT!?!!?! Maryse sleeps with EBWF Crew Members?

The lovely Eve shrugged.

Eve Torres: So they say...

EBWF Crew Guy: Then I must be on my way... Miss Torres I just came here to tell you you have a match!

Before Eve could ask anything else, the Crew guy rushed out of her locker room looking for Maryse's place, probably. Eve hated to do anything while her nails were drying, imagine now that she had diamond nail polish on her nails... She carefully tried to stand without ruining her nails... Opening the doorknob was a complete travesty but after a few minutes and two commercial breaks she was out in the halls... It wasn't too long before she ran into Todd Grisham.

Eve Torres: You.

Todd Grisham: Me?

Eve Torres: Yes. You... You will be the one who tells me who am I facing tonight.

Eve sounded quite angry about having a match, as usual.

Todd Grisham: Eve, I believe you're facing Kaitlyn.

Eve Torres: Well you better tell that dirty blonde she-Hulk I am going to smear her Walmart make up all over the mat for costing me my manicure!

Eve fanned her hands back and forth in an effort to dry the nail polish.

Eve Torres: I just spent two thousand five hundred grand on this nail polish with diamonds only to risk my nails in a match with that orangutan Kaitlyn! I mean... Is it even confirmed she is a diva? I demand a testosterone test! I'm pretty sure she'll test positive!

Todd Grisham: Uhh...

Eve Torres: Also, If I chip one of my nails... If that muscular skank dares to mess my manicure I will go straight to Mr. Ikeda and DEMAND my 250,000 dollar refund for my nail polish!

Eve stomped her feet on the floor as she stormed off.