Lately, I'm Not Quite Myself
Maybe, I Do Need Some Help
Just My Confusion, Trust My Delusion
*Lita makes her way down to the ring with an impressive display of charisma, accompanied by flashing lights and a thick stream of purple fog. She slides into the ring and stands up with her arms raised above her head for a moment while she waits for her opponent. Her gaze is fixed on the vacant womens title that is sitting on the announcers table.*