JP: The way you were drooling over those cards when you saw them, I thought the whole bungalow was going to flood out. Do you really believe in their power? It seems a little far fetched, but I could not let you have all the fun, not when the cost was just a measly million dollars.

LJ: It is not so much the power of the cards, it is what they represent. To the weak mind and superstitious, they believe in such power, that they can give ther owner more power than what the legend claims .And besides, who believes that nonsense about it costing your soul? That has to be the biggest crock of bullshit I have ever heard.

[John looks at LJ with a look of amusement on his face and trys not to laugh at the other man.]

LJ: Is something funny, John?

JP: Yes, you, with your claim of being the devil and all this talk about souls. I know men such as us do not have much to fear, but what makes you such a devil compared to me or Brand?

[LJ's cell phone rings and he reaches into his pocket and answers it, smiling as he listens to the conversation on the other end. He thanks the caller before hanging up and placing the cell phone back in his pocket.]

LJ: That was just a business call and someone wishing me luck in my matches againest DJ Clue and in the Civil War match for half the GDW tag titles.

[LJ, with a cocky grin on his face starts walking towards the limo.]

JP: Yeah man! About that, good luck to you and Trin both.

LJ: With our skills we do not need luck.

JP: That will be easier said then done, LJ. I do not believe you can tempt DJ Clue that way because he appears not to have a clue or anyone in the Civil War match for that matter.

LJ: Old man, read your bible. The devil over temptation, the same as I do when I say I am the devil. I mean it in the form of an idea of what I stand for and I will soon show the GDW what true evil is. Together you and I will rule the wrestling world, my friend.

JP: Who you calling old man?

[JP looks the chauffeur up and down, smiling at her as she stands there at attention, her firm, tight body showing every curve through her uniform. LJ, noticing John looking at the sexy, young chauffeur grins an evil grin and reaches for his wallet and pulls out a hundred dollar bill, holding it out to the young lady.]

LJ: Open your jacket and shirt show us your chest, Lisa.

Lisa: Sir, I do not understand.

LJ: Open up your shirt and jacket and show us your chest, Lisa.

JP: LJ, what in the hell do you think you're doing?

[Lisa slowly begins to unbutton her jacket and shirt, exposing her chest to the two men. LJ opens the door and orders her in the backseat, telling his body guard sitting on the front passenger side to drive as he and JP climb in the backseat and shut the door.]

[The screen clicks off and LJ Black lays down the remote. Looking at Trinity Litrell who is sitting next to him on the black love seat in their penthouse apartment, he puts his arm around her.]

Trin: You actually bought time on HBO for an ad? I did not think you could do that.

LJ: With money you can do anything and that should throw DJ Clue off his game come Tuesday night. For now though, speaking of money, you know that fantasy you have had of a three way? Well, you know Lisa the limo driver you said were a hot looking young lady as well.

[The door opens and in walks Lisa, LJ's chauffeur dressed in her uniform. Trin gets an evil smile on her face as the scene slowly fades to black.]