(Laying on the Golden Beach outside New Delhi is the Golden Goddess in a white string bikini laid back on a white blanket surrounded by sand. A pair of black sunglasses shades her eyes and her hair is tied up in a tight bun with a white sun hat protecting those blonde locks. A couple white pillows under head allow her to keep an eye on the Universal Championship that lays next to her on the blanket folded up nice and neat. Taylor throwing her left hand up to form the wolfpac sign and smirks as she lays her arm back down.)
"You know I got your back Simon, you know when you team with me, we win. Carlos Mitchell is on the team and our opponents may not even show up. I never seen this Burnout guy around here and Chris Orton may be burned out himself. Mack, he just needs to walk away because he will never get what I have, he will never be champion again."
(And now the silence is golden as the Golden Goddess lays out on the Golden Beach to enjoy the warmth and relax before Anarchy.)