Tea Partay by Prep Unit plays on the loudspeakers, as Ted Dibiase walks out onto the ramp, taking his time, despite having already made the audience wait a few extra minutes, wondering if there was even going to be a match.
He has a large, white, fluffy towel draped over his shoulders, both side stretching almost down to his waist. Underneath, he's wearing a pair of orange trunks, with a dollar sign on either side of it, and the word "Dibiase" written just above his a**. He spreads his arms as he walks down the ramp, cockily calling attention to his impressive physique, stopping for a second to absorb their jeering. He smirks up at his opponent, wondering just how annoyed he can make him by delaying the match even further.
After several more seconds, bobbing his head to his own music, Ted strolls up the steel steps, and moves into the ring under the top rope. He makes his way to the ropes, stretching his arms out, as he stares down Riggs. Before the bell can ring, he takes a mic from off stage, and motions for the referee to wait a moment.
"I'm sure you've heard of me... If not me, then definitely my family. Might I add, my
billionaire family. And I shouldn't have to tell you this, but there's no reason for either of us to leave this arena covered in sweat and blood tonight. So if you'll just lie down and let me pin you, we'll go our separate ways, and I can guarantee you that you'll find something beautiful in your bank account tomorrow morning."
He hands the mic off, and the bell rings. He stands there, hands on his hips, waiting to see if his opponent will hand him the win.