[It's still very early and the sun has just reached morning light level. People are rushing around, trying to catch their planes and almost knock over the young man who is sitting there onthe bench. He instantly wakes up and looks around. He needs a couple of seconds to realize what is going on and where he is. A rather confused look creeps across his face, turning into a feeling of being utter speechless. He grabs the woman's hand and looks at her watch. 7.30am.]
[The man jumps up, almost knocking his woman off the seat. She quickly wakes up as well and looks around even more confused than the young man did just a couple of seconds ago. The couple is the Duo Infernale, also known as the Latin Lover and Latino Spice...]
and 
[We zoom in on the young lady. Long dark hair, tied together behind her head, deep eyes, enchanting lips. Latino Spice looks up at her boyfriend.]
Cecilia: What?
Esteban: You know what time it is?
No.
Well, too late.
What do you mean?
I mean we missed the plane!
{still sleepy} What do you mean we missed... {suddenly waking up, with an estranged look on her face} the plane?
Yep, the plane!
STEF! I told you you should stay awake and check the time.
I did!
Obviously you didn't!
Oh man! This is just great! Chambers is supposed to pick us up from the airport!
Is he?
On second thought... no, he's not.
He never picks us up, Stef.
Yeah, you're right. Why would he, it's like and eight hour drive from wherever that is where he lives.
Thamesville.
Right.
Let's get another flight, then!
You wanna handle that? I'm gonna call Chambers to tell him we're not gonna be on time.
For a change...
Hey, not my fault!
Whose is it, then?
Oh, c'mon. It's never happened before...
Never happened before... MY ASS!
Go get the flight, Cilia!
[She walks off, shaking her head. Esteban pulls out his cell phone and... once again... calls his former tag team partner and best friend, Mr. Dumbo, um, I mean Mr. Right Jason Chambers!]
Esteban: Hey! Chambers! It's me again!
Chambers: Hey dumbass, you sober again?
More or less, although it's more less than more more.
What?
Forget it.
How come you're calling me, shouldn't you be on the plane right now?
Well, yeah, no, yeah. There's a little, little tiny thing I have to tell you.
You missed the plane?
Yep.
Hahahaha!
Hey man! That's NOT funny!
It's hilarious, man!
Well, to be honest, it's Cecilia's fault.
...right. And you want me to believe that?
Worth a try.
Uh-uh, didn't work.
Oh well.
So, when are you gonna be here, then?
I have no idea, man. Cilia's is getting us another flight, you know, she's a bit worried I would mess it up again.
She's right.
Anyhow, I'll give you a call later on, k? You go and work out, you'll need it when you face me in the second round!
I don't think so!
Hey, hold on, have you heard anything of your opponent yet?
Nope.
My opponent is this Lowlife or whatever he's called.
Low?
Yeah. He's a gravedigger or something. Quite a strange figure, but he looks almost as intelligent as you do.
HEY!
Ooopps, did I just say that? I was talking to... to... the bench!
Yeah whatever, get you ass to Canada ASAP, you hear?
Who wants to go to Canada anyways, it's full of people who can't speak...
HOLD IT THERE, boy!
...you know, it's abOOt wrestling, EH?
I'M GONNA KILL YOU! HAHA! BASTARD!
Yeah, that's what your MOMMA said as well!
Leave my Momma out of this, Latin Loser!
Hehehe, you know, Chambers, your Momma is SOOOO fat...
SHUT UP, STEF! YOU'RE MAKING ME LAUGH AGAIN!
if she would decide to spin around she would develop her own gravitational pull! Haha.
VERY funny!
Go home and cry!
Go eat a taco!
What?
Nevermind, get your ass over here NOW!
Alright, alright! I'll see you later!
Yeah, later, dude!
[Esteban puts his phone back in his pocket and sits back down again. After only three seconds he's fallen asleep again. We fade out.]