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What If hits the PA and the lights dim. Blue, purple, and pink lights begin to flash in time with the opening chords. As the guitar riff kicks up and the lyrics hit, Janelle Damone steps out from behind the curtain to an eruption of cheers. The female Damone is dressed in black lowriders and a matching tank top, with an outline of her own face etched into it in pink, a new shirt for her, and her hair cut down to shoulder length. The form fitting outfit is a far cry from her earlier baggier clothes, a distinctly more feminine look

What if.. every guy I saw
What if.. sitting down at the bar
What if.. I told him to give me a call
What if.. what if, what if, what if
What if.. every guy in the place
What if.. was all up in my face
What if.. what would you say
What if.. what if, what if, what if

as the first verse hits, Janelle moves across the stage, looking out into the sea of fans filling the arena, moving to the music, then across to the other side of the stage

"Making her way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, Janelle Damone!"

I hate a jealous man, one who doesn't understand
That I'm attractive so of course men wanna take my hand
And lead me off round the corner maybe to their place
But when they speak you get mad, jumping all up in my face

now in standing at the head of the ramp, she rocks to the particular high point in the song and purple pyro shoots off on the stage behind her.

But on the other hand when women come and speak to you
You kiss and hug them like it's something that you let me do
You're only jealous cause you know the ish you put me through
I might turn right around and do that ish right back to you

Janelle dashes down the ramp and slides into the ring, rising up a kneel, then getting to her feet. Moving to the ropes, she stands on the bottom rope and points out into the crowd. A burst of purple pyro comes from the turnbuckles and she steps down as the music dies out

Janelle watches her opponent, yet another in a list of new faces in the division, while she skips around and Janelle elects to merely wait. No use rushing in

in all truth, Janelle really had no idea how to react to the early tactics of her opponent, but she can understand the switch up. The sudden change does indeed catch janelle off guard and actually forces her back against the ropes, at which point perhaps the referee might try to get some separation in

Janelle isn't quite new to this. Mirela had caught her offguard with her switch to such an aggressive style, but now Janelle knows what it is. That second of backing off doesn't allow janelle to recover fully, but does give her enough to attempt what some might caught a desperation counter, as she attempts to duck and back body drop Mirela over the top rope to the outside

Janelle turns as she launches Mirela over the ropes, a habit of not wanting her back to an opponent. It's a good way to get knocked out, and even so, she's caught with a forearm to the face, making her stumble back to the center of the ring

there's only a couple of seconds at best to react here. Janelle has just the briefest of windows in which to avoid Mirela's offense. But with that window, she leaps up, attempting to catch Mirela in the chest with a dropkick as she springboards in

Janelle rises up to a kneeling position after nailing the dropkick. Mirela is down near the ropes, and she has an opening she can't ignore. Janelle rises up and dashes over, attempting a baseball slide dropkick to knock Mirela out under the bottom rope to the floor