With a member of the Madd Tea party doing a promo the crowd had come to expect something just a little bit different than the usual and tonight was no different. March Hare's usual theme music was playing but she was already in the ring. She was sitting on a checkered blanket having a tea party alone except for Dormy who was sitting rather content in her lap dressed rather differently.
“Hola mis amigos!” She said into the mic before holding up her cup of tea. Members of the audience held up their own cups with their pinkies out, “Cheers.”
"Cheers!"
Together they all took a long sip.
Licking her lips Hare stood up and with a handful of the cookies from her plate proceeded to throw them out to the crowd while laughing as the people greedily attempted to snatch them out of the air. "Ha, this is my kind of fiesta."
After the last of the treats had been thrown out she clapped her hands clean before picking up Dormy and sitting the rat gently on her shoulder. “Now, I didn’t come all the way down here to just sit here and sip tea though I do look muy caliente, no?" She struck a pose to prove her point.
"Hehe, no no no. You see before Fiasco I had issued a challenge to Jakki girl, a nice simple thing that became her trying to win the EGW Intercontinental championship. And-” She stopped short to giggle a little, “And- and she not only-hehehe! Lo siento. She not only failed to get the gold but ended up that tightwad's trophy."
She paused to giggle again, her actions receiving near instant boos and jeers. "Ay boo me if you want to but that is hilarious how ironic that turned out. But don‘t get discouraged Jakki Girl, you know though I tease it‘s out of love.” She blew a kiss towards the camera then began pacing around the ring sipping from her tea cup.
“But I’m not really down here just to tease her either. You see my partner in crime and I started thinking a little about owning some gold of our own. And not just any gold. The tag team gold. We thought it might be a little tacky of us to make this challenge after Jeff Hardy’s untimely departure from the EGW but then we realized we really do not give a damn.”
“So,” She leaned against the ropes to look up at the empty stage and smiled, “Do you hear me back there Brad Kelly? Boss man? The Madd Tea Party wants a shot at the tag title belts come Lucky Numbers. What do you say?"
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