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Rachel: "Gurl compistition is growsing! They want my bel-URP!" A pat to her plated belt brought out a belch! "So's I brought some friends to get mah back! Nevah know 'bout the crazies that run round here!" Rachel seemed to be a bit more lit than last time!

Finishing with a selfie and a post that had to have a little message added, Sandra stepped up beside Rachel.

Sandra: "Right!" Coolly stating in affirmation of Rachel's words, be it slurred and grossly rude. "With the greatest Women's Tag Team, Candy and I, will be sure none of you childish loons, touch your Victress Champion, before a match or dare to interfere!"

Slurping up a sour worm gummy, Candy nervously steps up, a scrunched face, eye squinting through the sourness, in a chew of it.

Candy: "Um.. w-wait, arn't we looking for a fourth member of Sour Squad? Don't think we should be dissin'em."

Taking an opportunity to toss one back, while Sandra spoke up. Rachel smirked in approval, that crashed at Candy's two cents.

Rachel: "Aw, dammit!" Glaring in irritation at Candy. "I'm spose to 'nnounce our new group!" Shaking her head at Candy, who offered a worm to her in apology, "Sorry." Rachel returned a bit of a glossy gaze on her viewers. "Bizness, back ta bizness.. umm.." Dimly blinking..

Sandra: "Three potential candidates have caught our attention!" Taking the reigns to get on course, until Rachel decided to get back on board. "Controlled Chaos, Phantom Queen, and Portugese Princess! One of these three women will have our invitation to be a part of the best! Sour Squa-"

Rachel: "Def not Fathom Cream! She'll just end up like 'nother crybaby, Only Cream!" And back on track, Rachel calling shots on the next member! "Porchucheese Princess is already broken! s**t load of good she'll be! Hell! Can't have royal minded bimbo's playin' captain of dis squad! Like that other bimbo, Prince Blue! Heard she's trans.. or was a he.. watev.. point is! Is.. Leone's are all guys, 'cept the one! Makes ya think! They really manage pop out a gurl? Lucky them? Her obsess ova blue, prolly wans to go back ta bein' a boi!"

And just like that, Rachel fell off the trail! Where's Sandra to get those reigns?! Taking another selfie again..

Candy: "Right!" Taking cue of Sandra's strategy of affirmation. "And then there's Controlled Chaos!" Pausing for Rachel to take it again from there. It became ever more apparent of what Sandra and Candy were really there for..

Rachel: "Yeah, her! Tina! She's got spark!" Atta girl, Rachel! Making it through all three! "She'll make a great drinking buddy!" Aw, no Rachel, that's last thing you need!

Opening her mouth to interject, Candy couldn't, she was at a loss for words! A nudge of her head to look past Rachel, at Sandra, who so lost and immersed in social media posting.. Candy knew this landed on her to get this declaration done!

Candy: "Yeah..! Uh.. Chaos we can manage." All she could come up with. And popped a gummy.

Rachel: "Sure, that too! Speakin' of drinkin'.." Looking down at bottle in hand, giving a circler whirl, swirling the contents. "Gonna need naddor bottle.."

That said, Rachel brought up her glazed eyes, seemingly lost, made a tentative turn, searching for her exit and in finding it, dropped her mic, as she simply had no use for it now, and staggered back to the curtains. Candy followed, disappearing backstage. Sandra continued to stand on stage, raising her phone for yet another selfie, took notice of her lone face in camera!

Taking her shot, she turned and hurried after, off stage, to rejoin Sour Squad.