Post by Gavin Gyaos on Aug 1, 2007 16:16:55 GMT -5
{{The sounds of clicking heels echoed off the hallowed walls. Scene starts following the yellow heels of a young women. Slowly the camera panned upward revealing a white flowing skirt and a orange tank top. Her hair was kept up by a purple bandana. Microphone in hand the women, “Razzle Dazzle” Katie King marched down the XVI halls. Passing by a few black shirt stage hands before making a abrupt stop in front of platinum color door. A gold star hung from it reading Gavin Gyaos + Nikkie Manx. Katie straightened out the wrinkles from her top before raising a fist preparing to knock. Before she could the door swung open and a figure stepped out. Gavin Gyaos’s beautiful red haired media agent appeared from the locker room. Dawning a black miniskirt and matching top. Underneath the top was a white long sleeve shirt with a few top buttons undone revealing her cleavage. Both ladies looked upon each other in this clash of styles. Katie King quickly recuperated herself from Nikkie’s unexpected appearance. But Katie couldn’t even form a simple vowel when Nikkie Manx spoke fist.}}
Nikkie Manx:
And who the hell would you be?
{{Nikkie flicked her hair back raising a eyebrow. She crossed her arms over her chest standing there. Giving Katie her first opportunity to speak since meeting her. Razzle Dazzle finally spoke up to her.}}
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King:
I’m…Katie…Katie King. XVI’s backstage interviewer and I was wondering if I could get some words with Gavin before his.
{{She is interrupted when Nikkie Manx holds her index finger in the air. Placing it in front of Katie King’s face. Katie eyes focused onto it as Nikkie pulled a palm treo 700 from her pocket. She searched through it for a few seconds before placing it back from where it came from. Then turning her attention back the scantily clad Katie.}}
Nikkie Manx:
Appears to me that you didn’t set a appointment to conduct a interview, Katie was it? Did you honestly suspect to speak with Gavin without setting up a appointment?
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King:
I just assumed…
{{Again Katie found herself being interrupted for a second time.}}
Nikkie Manx:
Well you assumed wrong! Gavin is a important person and a busy one at that. He can not simply make a spontaneous appearance just because you of all people demand it. You make time for him, Gavin doesn’t make time for you. Is all this getting through?
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King
Yes it’s all…
{{For a third time Nikkie stops Katie King mid-sentence. She was digging around inside her pockets before removing a card and handing it to Katie.}}
Nikkie Manx:
But let me make it up to you darling. Take this card.
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King:
And what exactly am I supposed to do with this?
Nikkie Manx:
Call the number on it off course. Its for a plastic surgeon honey, you could definitely use some work.
{{Katie King visibly offended throws the car down onto the floor. Turning her back on Nikkie Manx and marching out of the scene. Mumbling profanities under her back as she walked away. Leaving Nikkie alone with a accomplished look on her face. Smiling and laughing about what she had just done. Soon the locker room door behind her opened and out stepped Gavin Gyaos himself. Wearing a large pair of name brand Aviator sunglasses. His white shirt stood out with his trademark logo on it, a star with two “G” in the middle. His machined pre-faded jeans also spotted the same logo on the back pockets. Nikkie turned around and their eyes locked then the two shared a quick kiss. Manx quickly fixed her hair while picking off the few pieces off Gavin’s shirt. Gyaos removed his sunglasses placing them inside his front pockets.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Nikkie you weren’t being a bad girl again were you?
{{Gavin looked down on her smiling hoping to get some answers.}}
Nikkie Manx:
No…I’m on the job remember? Some two cent trick came by honestly thinking she could just walk in and speak with you.
{{Gyaos chuckled at the idea.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
You did tell her I’m Gavin Gyaos.
Nikkie Manx:
Yes but yet she assisted. Like she was important or something!
Gavin Gyaos:
My god people just don’t understand how hard it is being this irresistible.
{{Gavin and Nikkie head down the halls. Ignoring any passer bys as Manx removed the palm pilot from her pocket once again. Navigating through it before bringing up today’s schedule. Gyaos seemed interested with what Nikkie Manx had brought up on the pilot’s screen. Then clearly his interest was soon taken by the rather large amount of cleavage she was exposing. He may have seen this sight numerous times but it never gets old nor will it ever.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Lets here it what today’s mess shaping up to be?
{{Nikkie notices Gavin blatantly staring down her top as she looks up to speak to him.}}
Nikkie Manx:
“Today’s mess,” has you penned down for a Maxim photo shoot at four. Then we need to be at our fitting by six. At eight we open our newest club, “Cloud Nine.” By the way Clooney called and he will make it. Then the usual paparazzi swarm, celebrity mingle, and we party our asses off for the rest of the night. But currently we are heading to the studio to film your promo. That’s if you can get your mind and eyes out of the gutter.
{{Both shared a laugh at the obvious joke. The couple continued until reaching the studio the XVI crew set up. Gavin held the door open for Nikkie as she entered first, Gyaos followed shortly after closing the door behind. From there Nikkie Manx introduced Gavin to the heads that would be running this filming. The director, equipment managers, and whoever else may been involved. From there Gavin was moved to hair and make up. Nikkie took over from there barking orders at the make up artist and stylist. Telling them what to “fix” or “touch up” and what needed to be left alone. Afterwards Gavin Gyaos approached the suppose we call it stage. The XVI banner was in the background darkly lit as all the lighting was focused on Gyaos. Multiple cameras had been set up capturing all angles for the promo. Nikkie Manx stood on the sides watching over her man. Gavin stood there unnerved from the whole ordeal just then the director held up three fingers beginning the countdown. 3...2...1.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Please sit back down! Yes I know that the very sight of yours truly appearing on your television screen has ultimately forced you up from whatever uncomfortable spot you were in. So lift your jaws off the floor and park it! Because what your witnessing right now is a treat. Christmas for all you has in fact come early. Usually it would cost eight dollars to see one my many Oscar winning performances. Or even over hundreds of dollars to hear me perform my Grammy winning songs. But for once in your poor and utterly useless lives, you the little people can watch me, Gavin Gyaos, on XVI for free on basic cable. I know, I know it’s becoming even more overwhelming. Now that I am in the giving mood allow myself to take a pause for a moment. To give you at home the opportunity to pop in that blank tape or disc, then press record, and start taping history. But your time is short. Time is money you know.
{{Gavin crosses his arms visibly counting the seconds in his head. After a while he begins picking dust and lint off his short. The silence suddenly ends when Gyaos claps his hands together. Slowly rubbing them together before returning to business.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
I know it’s wrong to toot your own horn but that tune is so addictive. Self-made Millionaire, Oscar winning actor, Grammy winning singer, owner of the three most popular clubs on the West Coast, owner of the most popular club on the East Coast, People’s Magazine #1 Sexiest Man Alive, created G Styles clothing line, and a licensed US Deputy Marshall. May I remind you most of those feats were accomplished before most you slobs were even old enough to buy a pack of smokes. On August 6th when I walk through those black curtains I add another accomplishment to my growing list when I debut as a XVI superstar. When I step between those ropes, look across that ring, and see…and see…
{{Gavin for once was lost for words. Quickly snapping his fingers motioning to someone outside the scene. Nikkie Manx walks onto the scene clipboard in hand and gives it to Gyaos. She goes to make her exit but Gavin grabs her by the arm and pulls her in. The two then share a very passionate kiss for a brief period of time before letting her go. Nikkie smiling as she walks off screen as Gyaos watches her walk off taking in the view. He then glances at the clipboard before turning his attention back to the camera grinning ear to ear.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Who was that? My lovely assistance, Nikkie Manx, your going to see so much more of her in the future. But she is hear for me and she’s not another reason for you XVI fan boys to get off every Monday. Or is Nikkie to be used by any overweight prom less dates out there to use in your “efed” so you can feel better about yourself. As I was saying after stepping between those ring ropes, look across the ring, and see
{{Quickly Gavin Gyaos skims through the first page of the clipboard.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
My are they the characters. “The Answer” Justin Evans, Eric “Hard Rock” Stuart, and “The Cure” Kobra. Let me just say this now, Your Welcome. I know it’s not everyday that you get the chance to say, I shared the ring with Gavin Gyaos. Milk this fifteen minutes of fame for all its worth. No need to thank me when you all go down in the record books as the first men to have their shoulders pinned for 1...2...3 by yours truly. Yes I did indeed purposely rhyme that last part. But enough cutting the fat and lets get down to business.
{{Gavin flips over the first page of the clipboard and flashes a image of “The Answer” Justin Evans.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Justin Evans now I’ve seen your type before. Your a “hood” or a “gangsta.” Growing up on those “mean” streets has toughen you up, made you stronger, and ultimately a better person as a whole. So you wear that like a badge of honor and parade it around like it actually means something. That’s the mentality that will keep us separated. Your train of thought will continue to lead you down the road of a poor and un-prosperous way of life. Justin you get a inch but want to take a foot. Evans, your type blows away everything given to you. Wasted away on “bling bling” or your need to put spinners on a toaster. Let me try to add some words to your very limited vocabulary, sa-v-ings or in-ves-ting. Take a look at me a multi-millionaire and I didn’t get that way by throwing away hard earned cash. Justin Evans your walking into this match like a kid looking for a hand out. But I’m going to be the adult here and slap that hand out of the way. The benefits won from this match would just be wasted away on a child like yourself.
{{Gyaos rips the page out from the clipboard, crumples it into a ball, and tossed it over his back. Then revealing the next photo of Eric “Hard Rock” Stuart.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Sex, Drugs, and Rock ‘N’ Roll. That’s the hard rock lifestyle isn’t it? Eric Stuart your career is already building up as a Behind the Music special. First there is the breakthrough in the career. After your years of training, sacrifice, and blood shed that you thought will ultimately never pay off…it happens! XVI contacts you and your signed to not only lengthy but rich deal. Second stage is the rise of popularity. Eric, you begin cutting hype promos and catching a buzz. Then come to find out you’ve been placed in the highest stake match of your career. Where winning will guarantee a shot seemingly against anyone and anywhere. It is the pinnacle of your XVI career thus far. But finally comes the inevitable downfall. Come to find out that your up against me, Gavin Gyaos, and immediately labeled the underdog. Inevitably you fail and stumble down a long road of depression and alcoholism. Never returning to the high you once had. Unfortunately, Eric Stuart I will have to end your career before it even could begin.
{{Gavin rips Hard Rock’s picture from the board like Justin Evans’s crumpled it into a ball, tossed it in the air, and punted it out of the scene. We are down to the last page of the clipboard. Gyaos then holds up the last man scheduled to appear in the match, The Kobra.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Kobra I personally saved you for last, congratulations. Why? You’re my biggest threat in this contest. But even a person like you has their flaws. You’ve already deemed yourself to be XVI’s new Lord and savior. Promising to bring peace and tranquility back to that very squared circle. Others have preached the very same, Kobra. Do the names JFK, Martin Luther King, Gandhi, Abraham Lincoln, and Jesus Christ ring any bells. All wanted the very same for their people but in the end they all ultimately suffered the same fate. JFK was shot, Martin Luther was shot, Gandhi was shot, Lincoln was shot, Jesus was sho…actually he was nailed to a cross were he bled and starved to death. Anyway you get the point. Each suffered a traumatic fall from grace. You will utterly suffer the same end as your predecessors. Kobra I am going to be your Nathuram Godse or John Wilkes Booth. Adding another notch to my belt as I personally assassinate any hopes of you bringing a golden era to XVI or ever experiencing any type of success for that matter. History does in the end always repeat itself.
{{He rips the last remaining image of his competitor out from the board and mockingly wipes his ass with it. Before tossing it off to the side. Gavin then drops the clipboard onto the floor beside him. Gyaos is then joined again by his beautiful media agent Nikkie Manx. Wrapping his arm around her waist as she places both hands on his far shoulder. Both of them staring into the camera together.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
But in reality what should you suspect come August 6th on Side Effect. Simply the arrival of not Hollywood’s power couple but the Sports Entertainment World as well. When the smoke clears and the dust settles my hand will raised by my lovely lady. The opportunity of a life time will have fallen into my lap. And my fans will look on cheering and adoring me while the point will be proven yet again. It’s Good To Be Gyaos. By the way that’s catchphrase if you didn’t already know.
{{The couple laugh into the camera for a few seconds before the director motion to cut. Gavin takes Nikkie by the hand and take her off the stage. Were the director gives his praise as do a few others. Gyaos goes to take a seat in a chair that has his name on the back of it. Meanwhile, Nikkie goes through her palm pilot while updating the two’s schedule for the day. She smirked after making a realization.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
What are we so happy about so suddenly?
Nikkie Manx:
Appears we have about forty minutes of free time before your shoot.
Gavin Gyaos:
Forty whole minutes, my I wonder what we could do with that time.
{{Gavin chuckled to himself as Nikkie leaned over sharing another passionate kiss with him. Now he was the one making a realization.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Oh yeah…it’s good to be Gyaos. It’s always good to be Gyaos.
{{Gavin quickly gets out his chair taking Nikkie by the hand. The two make a quick exit finding no need to think anyone for their time or work. Gyaos forces the door open as the two leave the studio. The sounds of their foot steps rather quickly disappear as they make a return to their locker room. For now more important “business” needed to be done. The scene fades to black as Gavin and Nikkie enter their locker room, slamming the door behind them.}}
Nikkie Manx:
And who the hell would you be?
{{Nikkie flicked her hair back raising a eyebrow. She crossed her arms over her chest standing there. Giving Katie her first opportunity to speak since meeting her. Razzle Dazzle finally spoke up to her.}}
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King:
I’m…Katie…Katie King. XVI’s backstage interviewer and I was wondering if I could get some words with Gavin before his.
{{She is interrupted when Nikkie Manx holds her index finger in the air. Placing it in front of Katie King’s face. Katie eyes focused onto it as Nikkie pulled a palm treo 700 from her pocket. She searched through it for a few seconds before placing it back from where it came from. Then turning her attention back the scantily clad Katie.}}
Nikkie Manx:
Appears to me that you didn’t set a appointment to conduct a interview, Katie was it? Did you honestly suspect to speak with Gavin without setting up a appointment?
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King:
I just assumed…
{{Again Katie found herself being interrupted for a second time.}}
Nikkie Manx:
Well you assumed wrong! Gavin is a important person and a busy one at that. He can not simply make a spontaneous appearance just because you of all people demand it. You make time for him, Gavin doesn’t make time for you. Is all this getting through?
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King
Yes it’s all…
{{For a third time Nikkie stops Katie King mid-sentence. She was digging around inside her pockets before removing a card and handing it to Katie.}}
Nikkie Manx:
But let me make it up to you darling. Take this card.
“Razzle Dazzle” Katie King:
And what exactly am I supposed to do with this?
Nikkie Manx:
Call the number on it off course. Its for a plastic surgeon honey, you could definitely use some work.
{{Katie King visibly offended throws the car down onto the floor. Turning her back on Nikkie Manx and marching out of the scene. Mumbling profanities under her back as she walked away. Leaving Nikkie alone with a accomplished look on her face. Smiling and laughing about what she had just done. Soon the locker room door behind her opened and out stepped Gavin Gyaos himself. Wearing a large pair of name brand Aviator sunglasses. His white shirt stood out with his trademark logo on it, a star with two “G” in the middle. His machined pre-faded jeans also spotted the same logo on the back pockets. Nikkie turned around and their eyes locked then the two shared a quick kiss. Manx quickly fixed her hair while picking off the few pieces off Gavin’s shirt. Gyaos removed his sunglasses placing them inside his front pockets.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Nikkie you weren’t being a bad girl again were you?
{{Gavin looked down on her smiling hoping to get some answers.}}
Nikkie Manx:
No…I’m on the job remember? Some two cent trick came by honestly thinking she could just walk in and speak with you.
{{Gyaos chuckled at the idea.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
You did tell her I’m Gavin Gyaos.
Nikkie Manx:
Yes but yet she assisted. Like she was important or something!
Gavin Gyaos:
My god people just don’t understand how hard it is being this irresistible.
{{Gavin and Nikkie head down the halls. Ignoring any passer bys as Manx removed the palm pilot from her pocket once again. Navigating through it before bringing up today’s schedule. Gyaos seemed interested with what Nikkie Manx had brought up on the pilot’s screen. Then clearly his interest was soon taken by the rather large amount of cleavage she was exposing. He may have seen this sight numerous times but it never gets old nor will it ever.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Lets here it what today’s mess shaping up to be?
{{Nikkie notices Gavin blatantly staring down her top as she looks up to speak to him.}}
Nikkie Manx:
“Today’s mess,” has you penned down for a Maxim photo shoot at four. Then we need to be at our fitting by six. At eight we open our newest club, “Cloud Nine.” By the way Clooney called and he will make it. Then the usual paparazzi swarm, celebrity mingle, and we party our asses off for the rest of the night. But currently we are heading to the studio to film your promo. That’s if you can get your mind and eyes out of the gutter.
{{Both shared a laugh at the obvious joke. The couple continued until reaching the studio the XVI crew set up. Gavin held the door open for Nikkie as she entered first, Gyaos followed shortly after closing the door behind. From there Nikkie Manx introduced Gavin to the heads that would be running this filming. The director, equipment managers, and whoever else may been involved. From there Gavin was moved to hair and make up. Nikkie took over from there barking orders at the make up artist and stylist. Telling them what to “fix” or “touch up” and what needed to be left alone. Afterwards Gavin Gyaos approached the suppose we call it stage. The XVI banner was in the background darkly lit as all the lighting was focused on Gyaos. Multiple cameras had been set up capturing all angles for the promo. Nikkie Manx stood on the sides watching over her man. Gavin stood there unnerved from the whole ordeal just then the director held up three fingers beginning the countdown. 3...2...1.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Please sit back down! Yes I know that the very sight of yours truly appearing on your television screen has ultimately forced you up from whatever uncomfortable spot you were in. So lift your jaws off the floor and park it! Because what your witnessing right now is a treat. Christmas for all you has in fact come early. Usually it would cost eight dollars to see one my many Oscar winning performances. Or even over hundreds of dollars to hear me perform my Grammy winning songs. But for once in your poor and utterly useless lives, you the little people can watch me, Gavin Gyaos, on XVI for free on basic cable. I know, I know it’s becoming even more overwhelming. Now that I am in the giving mood allow myself to take a pause for a moment. To give you at home the opportunity to pop in that blank tape or disc, then press record, and start taping history. But your time is short. Time is money you know.
{{Gavin crosses his arms visibly counting the seconds in his head. After a while he begins picking dust and lint off his short. The silence suddenly ends when Gyaos claps his hands together. Slowly rubbing them together before returning to business.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
I know it’s wrong to toot your own horn but that tune is so addictive. Self-made Millionaire, Oscar winning actor, Grammy winning singer, owner of the three most popular clubs on the West Coast, owner of the most popular club on the East Coast, People’s Magazine #1 Sexiest Man Alive, created G Styles clothing line, and a licensed US Deputy Marshall. May I remind you most of those feats were accomplished before most you slobs were even old enough to buy a pack of smokes. On August 6th when I walk through those black curtains I add another accomplishment to my growing list when I debut as a XVI superstar. When I step between those ropes, look across that ring, and see…and see…
{{Gavin for once was lost for words. Quickly snapping his fingers motioning to someone outside the scene. Nikkie Manx walks onto the scene clipboard in hand and gives it to Gyaos. She goes to make her exit but Gavin grabs her by the arm and pulls her in. The two then share a very passionate kiss for a brief period of time before letting her go. Nikkie smiling as she walks off screen as Gyaos watches her walk off taking in the view. He then glances at the clipboard before turning his attention back to the camera grinning ear to ear.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Who was that? My lovely assistance, Nikkie Manx, your going to see so much more of her in the future. But she is hear for me and she’s not another reason for you XVI fan boys to get off every Monday. Or is Nikkie to be used by any overweight prom less dates out there to use in your “efed” so you can feel better about yourself. As I was saying after stepping between those ring ropes, look across the ring, and see
{{Quickly Gavin Gyaos skims through the first page of the clipboard.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
My are they the characters. “The Answer” Justin Evans, Eric “Hard Rock” Stuart, and “The Cure” Kobra. Let me just say this now, Your Welcome. I know it’s not everyday that you get the chance to say, I shared the ring with Gavin Gyaos. Milk this fifteen minutes of fame for all its worth. No need to thank me when you all go down in the record books as the first men to have their shoulders pinned for 1...2...3 by yours truly. Yes I did indeed purposely rhyme that last part. But enough cutting the fat and lets get down to business.
{{Gavin flips over the first page of the clipboard and flashes a image of “The Answer” Justin Evans.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Justin Evans now I’ve seen your type before. Your a “hood” or a “gangsta.” Growing up on those “mean” streets has toughen you up, made you stronger, and ultimately a better person as a whole. So you wear that like a badge of honor and parade it around like it actually means something. That’s the mentality that will keep us separated. Your train of thought will continue to lead you down the road of a poor and un-prosperous way of life. Justin you get a inch but want to take a foot. Evans, your type blows away everything given to you. Wasted away on “bling bling” or your need to put spinners on a toaster. Let me try to add some words to your very limited vocabulary, sa-v-ings or in-ves-ting. Take a look at me a multi-millionaire and I didn’t get that way by throwing away hard earned cash. Justin Evans your walking into this match like a kid looking for a hand out. But I’m going to be the adult here and slap that hand out of the way. The benefits won from this match would just be wasted away on a child like yourself.
{{Gyaos rips the page out from the clipboard, crumples it into a ball, and tossed it over his back. Then revealing the next photo of Eric “Hard Rock” Stuart.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Sex, Drugs, and Rock ‘N’ Roll. That’s the hard rock lifestyle isn’t it? Eric Stuart your career is already building up as a Behind the Music special. First there is the breakthrough in the career. After your years of training, sacrifice, and blood shed that you thought will ultimately never pay off…it happens! XVI contacts you and your signed to not only lengthy but rich deal. Second stage is the rise of popularity. Eric, you begin cutting hype promos and catching a buzz. Then come to find out you’ve been placed in the highest stake match of your career. Where winning will guarantee a shot seemingly against anyone and anywhere. It is the pinnacle of your XVI career thus far. But finally comes the inevitable downfall. Come to find out that your up against me, Gavin Gyaos, and immediately labeled the underdog. Inevitably you fail and stumble down a long road of depression and alcoholism. Never returning to the high you once had. Unfortunately, Eric Stuart I will have to end your career before it even could begin.
{{Gavin rips Hard Rock’s picture from the board like Justin Evans’s crumpled it into a ball, tossed it in the air, and punted it out of the scene. We are down to the last page of the clipboard. Gyaos then holds up the last man scheduled to appear in the match, The Kobra.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Kobra I personally saved you for last, congratulations. Why? You’re my biggest threat in this contest. But even a person like you has their flaws. You’ve already deemed yourself to be XVI’s new Lord and savior. Promising to bring peace and tranquility back to that very squared circle. Others have preached the very same, Kobra. Do the names JFK, Martin Luther King, Gandhi, Abraham Lincoln, and Jesus Christ ring any bells. All wanted the very same for their people but in the end they all ultimately suffered the same fate. JFK was shot, Martin Luther was shot, Gandhi was shot, Lincoln was shot, Jesus was sho…actually he was nailed to a cross were he bled and starved to death. Anyway you get the point. Each suffered a traumatic fall from grace. You will utterly suffer the same end as your predecessors. Kobra I am going to be your Nathuram Godse or John Wilkes Booth. Adding another notch to my belt as I personally assassinate any hopes of you bringing a golden era to XVI or ever experiencing any type of success for that matter. History does in the end always repeat itself.
{{He rips the last remaining image of his competitor out from the board and mockingly wipes his ass with it. Before tossing it off to the side. Gavin then drops the clipboard onto the floor beside him. Gyaos is then joined again by his beautiful media agent Nikkie Manx. Wrapping his arm around her waist as she places both hands on his far shoulder. Both of them staring into the camera together.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
But in reality what should you suspect come August 6th on Side Effect. Simply the arrival of not Hollywood’s power couple but the Sports Entertainment World as well. When the smoke clears and the dust settles my hand will raised by my lovely lady. The opportunity of a life time will have fallen into my lap. And my fans will look on cheering and adoring me while the point will be proven yet again. It’s Good To Be Gyaos. By the way that’s catchphrase if you didn’t already know.
{{The couple laugh into the camera for a few seconds before the director motion to cut. Gavin takes Nikkie by the hand and take her off the stage. Were the director gives his praise as do a few others. Gyaos goes to take a seat in a chair that has his name on the back of it. Meanwhile, Nikkie goes through her palm pilot while updating the two’s schedule for the day. She smirked after making a realization.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
What are we so happy about so suddenly?
Nikkie Manx:
Appears we have about forty minutes of free time before your shoot.
Gavin Gyaos:
Forty whole minutes, my I wonder what we could do with that time.
{{Gavin chuckled to himself as Nikkie leaned over sharing another passionate kiss with him. Now he was the one making a realization.}}
Gavin Gyaos:
Oh yeah…it’s good to be Gyaos. It’s always good to be Gyaos.
{{Gavin quickly gets out his chair taking Nikkie by the hand. The two make a quick exit finding no need to think anyone for their time or work. Gyaos forces the door open as the two leave the studio. The sounds of their foot steps rather quickly disappear as they make a return to their locker room. For now more important “business” needed to be done. The scene fades to black as Gavin and Nikkie enter their locker room, slamming the door behind them.}}
