*The familiar electric guitar riff sounded throughout the arena, and riggers rushed to roll a red carpet down the rampway, as paparazzi gathered on either side to watch Melina walk out. She simply tossed her hair with a smirk, and walked down the carpet, clad in a midriff top of the latest style, a miniskirt, and fur boots.*
*She stopped at the ring apron, bent over slightly, and shook her tush for all to see. She then raised her right leg onto the ring, ran a hand over it, then lifted her left leg up, in a split position on the ring apron. She slides under the bottom rope, and the referee helps her up. She stands up, pushes the referee aside, and struts to the middle rope and poses for her adoring public.*
Lilian: "First, from Los Angeles, California, she is the WIF Women's Champion... Melina!"
*Melina raised her title high in the air, smirking triumphantly as the crowd booed. She then handed the title to the referee and waited for Jazz to come out.*