The TTT recap show!~Isabella Snow VS the World.

(Location: The TTT editing room, AFW TV studio's.)

With a loud shunt through the double doors of the TTT studio, Alice's face gleamed with delight at her new setup, formerly, what used to be the infamous 'Conway's crib' studio, had lead to Alice's small time show, getting the funds it needed to finally hit more air time. And of course, some more vending machines. "Isn't it wonderful when you shatter one crazy girl's dream? after all the show now has the kick to take the AFW TV network by storm, all thanks to me of course...not you~" Alice said, as she slumped into her beanbag chair, flicking through some of the AFW wrestler profiles, while her hapless assistant followed her words.

"Its quite the feat for someone like you Alice, but...I was rather going to ask you about our next guest..." said the nervous assistant, twiddling her thumbs while leaning on the side desk, "I mean...your last purchases have gone on promo posters? Alice bobble heads? C Conway voodoo dolls?...without even thinking of making another episode, M Miss Alice..." she finished, overlooking Alice who had grown a sly smirk across her lips...

"Merchandising Kimiko, mer-chan-dising, my show and dream HAS to have things to sell, after all, I'm doing well in the ratings, aside from that...house of Jade rip off show hmph! what does she know about people!?" Alice hissed, pushing her computer monitor aside which displayed, 'House of Jade ratings soar, TTT second best' in a web article, and it was true for the most part, Alice had been too fixed on the joy of promoting the show, rather than reeling in some interesting guests. "I guessss sooo, that Jade can wait later...anywayyy, what about our next guest? didn't I tell you to get that Sunderland chick in on this show Kimiko?, you know, MAKE PROFIT, MAKE MONEY, blackmail stars? do you even care about your boss anymore?!" Alice grumbled, inching her small structured self up to Kimiko, and poking the nervous wreck in the chest continuously, "OH, and whats this? plastic surgery for a bigger rack!" minute by minute, Alice was beginning to become very paranoid at this moment, was her own assistant stealing funds? was her show really falling behind? did she have small breasts? all the while, with her assistant poking the blue headed girl, on the forehead, to calm her down..and show her of the file she was holding...

"N no, not at all Miss Alice, but we have a lady called Isabella Snow waiting in the waiting room out back? quite the tough and dominant girl too..." she said, seeing Alice slowly take the file away from her...

"...does she measure up to the show's list? remember Kimiko, BIG stars..."

"Oh I surely think she shows that, s shall I buzz her in? we have a hour to get the show ready after all..."

Alice took a long think, and fixed her glasses, she needed someone on the show and the name was tempting her..
"Do it, buzz her on in! offer her tea! anything!...I think we can handle a hater of the Hardcore Queen~" Alice grinned at the thought, for the file on Isabella, did show quite a few interesting topics, even a few things that would get Alice herself 'questioning' her about.

Spoiler:

Patience had never been one of Isabella's strong suits but she was being forced to exercise what little she possessed as she sat alone in the waiting room for what she had been told was quite the interview show, arms crossed just beneath her breasts with her right leg resting on top of her left knee. In stark contrast to her very unlady like posture Isabella was dressed in quite the outfit, wearing a lavish midnight black dress that was cut low in the front to highlight her ample bust, the bottom of the dress only a few inches off the floor revealing she was wearing black boots instead of the high heels one might expect when looking at her dress.

She had chosen to wear it to make an impression upon whoever it was that ran this show, ensuring they knew from the start she was more than just a mere rookie looking to run her mouth. It had also been the idea of her friend Rosaria to wear it, the woman had told her it made her look like the queen she was, and while she didn't need a dress to prove her status as AFW royalty it didn't hurt either.

"She had best hurry up, I didn't spend half an hour getting in this dress just to be ignored once I got down here." Isabella grumbled to herself, glancing about the empty room for what felt like the thousandth time, studying every last detail of it to help pass the time though that strategy was quickly losing its charm. She had tried to get on the House of Jade but apparently the host was still recovering from an injury suffered at the hands of her first guest, which left her with only one other option to announce her plan to the world, to make her presence in this league finally felt by everyone instead of just a few.

It was then as her patience was just about gone that Isabella heard a buzzing sound, her head turning to look at the door which finally swung inward, a woman she didn't recognize standing there. From a quick look she got the impression this was a secretary or some kind of assistant and not the host herself, that fact bugging the northern queen but she didn't let it show as she flashed the girl a smile and rose from her chair.

"Ah so you've finally found the time to see me then? Good, I was growing tired of waiting and was just about to leave." Isabella said while she ran her hands over her dress to tidy it up a bit after sitting for so long. "Now wheres your boss?" She asked as she brushed past the assistant and stepped into the next room in search of the show's host.

Dear Kimiko wasn't one of the most confident of Alice's assistant's, especially when it came to dealing to new people, but the image of Miss Snow, was more of a beautiful Titan than just another rookie wrestler. "S she's just through...here...Miss Snow..." Kimiko jolted as she was brushed aside by Isabella, while Alice herself, was giving her assistant the evil look as if saying 'get the damned drinks NOW', along with giving the new guest a quick switch, of a pleasant beaming smile towards her. However, what was the most odd trait of Isabella's looks, was her taste in wearing a dress, odd, Alice would think for someone donning the name, the 'Queen'.

"Must be a fan of Cecilia, maybe, but, ah screw it..." Alice thought, wasting no time in attacking Isabella with her limited kindness...

"Isabelllaaaaaa, Welcome to my world!, I'm trusting your wait wasn't too degrading, given my new assistant here~" she said with her smile, leaning up in her seat with her hand gently extended, as Kimiko quickly scuttled away to make those drinks, "would you care for a drink? Dear?, we also have alcoholic beverages if your that type~" Alice giggled, so far, so good, her new guest had arrived, and Isabella did not disappoint in terms of posture, personality, and looks which was a first with Alice. Trying to ignore the fact her own jacket was unzipped, open, and showing off her surprisingly flat chest...

"You do know that nickname is prettyyy popular with the fans, are you, in anyway a fan of that special someone? just curious?~" Alice asked tilting her glasses down, trying to break the ice, and have a laugh with her Titan beauty of a guest before the show.

Isabella didn't have to look far to find the assistant's boss as the woman was sitting in the next room, Isabella glancing from this Alice to the woman quivering in fear behind her with an approving smile forming on her lips. She rather liked the way this girl commanded her people, it reminded Isabella of herself back before she had come here to the AFW, during a time when she had ruled her orphanage as well as the small wrestling league she had come to control after leaving the system, a similarity she found amusing considering she was here to reclaim what she had lost.

"You can bring me some red wine for waiting so long." Isabella said coldly before turning her gaze back upon Alice, giving the woman a quick once over before deciding she wouldn't mind taking Alice home as a late night snack. Her eyes drifted south to glance down Alice's jacket which had been conveniently unzipped just enough for Isabella to get a good view of the woman's mounds, Isabella not trying to hide where she was looking in the slightest nor the fact that she was enjoying the sight.

"Your world you say?" Isabella commented while looking around the room, her lack of being impressed clear on her expressionless face. "You shouldn't keep your guests waiting so long, especially when they're are other interview shows to choose from. But I am here now so let us move on." Isabella let out before stepping closer to Alice, moving to within a foot of the sitting woman so that she towered over her.

When Alice referred to who she could only presume to be the pretender herself, Cecilia, Isabella raised an eyebrow but otherwise kept her anger in check, it wouldn't do her any good to overly threaten her before the show had even begun. "I assume you mean Cecilia and no, I would not count myself as a fan of hers. She is a pretender you understand, a false queen who sits upon an equally false throne, and a woman who will soon enough be cast from that seat as well."

From the minute Isabella continued running off with her mouth, Alice did think of her as quite a snooty bitch, but in a way, she felt like this was the type of guest her show needed, a rich, dominant and demanding wrestler image. Give or take, she could ruin the show for Alice...or just make it a lot better. "You would have to blame my assistant for that, poor Kumiko here is on less than minimum wage...the AFW economy and what not~" Alice giggled trying not to babble on 'unimportant' topics, just finding Miss Isabella's, demanding manner, similar to that of a friend, before buzzing the intercom bell on her desk to contact her assistant...

"Kumiko! some of our best wine please? and make it quick~" Alice said into the intercom, before turning back to Isabella, zipping up her jacket quickly to then look the woman over. For just by mentioning Cecilia, mad Miss Isabella turn into a dominant dictator of some sort, the kind of thing the Friction league's needed, aside from the amounts of newbie's.

"Oh Isa my Dear, that is the kind of person I attract to my show...someone wishing to let a war cry of impending hurt, and impact, onto the AFW itself!" she said, smiling while taking a breather in her chair, "that is why you and me, can do business together...your talent, and MY show, together..." Alice bargained with her powerful guest, killing some time, as she would occasionally look to her watch, and fumble through a couple of the files on Isabella's 'activity' in the league...

"Oh yes, I'm sure its the economy." Isabella commented without giving her words much thought, still looking around the room taking note of every object that she turn into a weapon if the need arose, a routine she had gotten into when she was living in orphanages. When her eyes fell back upon Alice her smile faded somewhat as she watched the woman zip up her jacket, glancing up from Alice's breasts to stare into her eyes showing very clearly her displeasure at being denied further sight of her chest. She didn't say anything however, letting her gaze speak for her, and when Alice ordered the wine she finally took her seat across from the woman.

Normally she might have put her feet up on the desk but in this dress such a thing wasn't really possible, so she contented herself with merely sitting there with her legs crossed at the ankles like a proper lady, or so Rosaria had told her.

She let Alice speak for a time while she listened in complete silence, not even bothering to blink as she took in each and every word the woman spoke. At least Alice knew how to properly address her potential guests, it was always good to find someone who understood the concept of respect and it was something she now felt obligated and happy to reciprocate. "I agree Alice, you certainly seem to know talent when you see it, a good trait for a host to possess. To business though, it would seem I am your only prospect for a guest for your show, unless you have another waiting room, so tell me just what sort of show do you hope to put on with me involved?"

Alice blushed lightly at that 'kind' statement made on her by Isabella, already, even if it looked like this woman meant business...just like that cold bitch Sixx, a person who never screwed around or made mistakes. However she smiled, her show was a variety of themed things, even border lining that of a wacky Japanese gameshow, for the most timid and innocent victims, but overall, she was one for highlight reel's, and in-they're-face hype interviews and promo's...but just thinking of what juicy information she could gather from someone like Isa, made her eager to begin the show right now...

But hospitality meant trust here, she sighed, Alice didn't want to say something rather intimidating to make Isa hurt her, or worse...
"Interviews and promo's my Dear Isabella, nothing too scary for someone of YOUR confidence I can tell, but....I do suggest we make this your big break, on getting yourself known to those Friction wannabe's out there~" she smiled flicking her glasses down at Isa, explaining her show's goal in a nutshell, to hide the littler things such as 'past history' and 'match wins' which would be used as quickfire questions for Alice. Even Alice herself can be scary, on the blackmail side, but Isabella was proving some charm here.

"You can trust a face like mine, right?, Miss Isabella?~" Alice smiled, making eye contact with her guest as Kimiko raced back in, out of breath, and chattering with a tray of bottled wine and glasses. With poor Kimiko continuing to get glares from Alice...

"Oh for God'ssss sake! spill that on my guest and your wishing you would of stayed at college!" Alice thought briefly, before turning back to Isabella with a smile.

Isabella had indeed come down to Alice's studio with business on her mind, there was an idea she had been thinking about for quite some time now that with the arrival of her old friend Rosaria seemed finally within her reach, all she had to do was make her announcement to the world and to do that she needed a grand stage. She wasn't quite sure yet if this place could be described as grand, she would have preferred to make her plan known to the AFW world inside the ring but she supposed this was the next best thing.

The only element she was still unsure of was Alice herself, unfamiliar as she was with how the woman usually treated her guests, but the more she talked with her the more Isabella came to like her, especially with the way she commanded her assistant.

"Just what I had hoped to hear Alice, believe me when I tell you this show will be one to remember." Isabella replied to the woman without giving away much, wanting to keep her plans close to the vest until the time arrived to reveal them to the world. She knew Alice would have other questions for her, likely chosen for their shock value, but they were just part of the price she had to pay to appear on the show so she would allow them.

When the assistant came back into the room Isabella saw a chance to get the girl on her side, something that could prove useful if she had any lingering questions about Alice who was glaring daggers at the girl. "I would like to believe I can Alice. And you, I failed to get your name earlier so please forgive my rudeness." She said as she reached out and took the two glasses from the tray, placing them upon the desk before taking the bottle of wine and filling the glasses.

Isabella then took a long drink from her glass, emptying half of it in a matter of moments before pulling it from her lips with a pleased smile upon her lips. "Here, why don't you finish the rest for me, its the least I can do to make up for earlier." She said before offering the glass of wine to Kimiko.

"W wha-at? oh....t thankyou, M Miss Isabella..." Kimiko said, surprised to such a smile, from such a powerful and bigger woman than herself, trying her best to ignore Alice givings her the evils, as Kim bowed collecting Isa's glass on her tray, and shifted to side while they both talked...

"Its fine Isabella, I'm just hoping I haven't picked a plucky newbie for my show...but, even you yourself have no recognition for that~" Alice sighed cleaning her glasses with her jacket sleeve, shaking her finger at Kimiko, while impressed with Isa's laid back attitude aside from other thing. "And, what do you mean by making my show, something to remember?...your not going to strip are you?~" Alice chuckled, horrifying Kimiko a bit as she choked a little on her drink, most of the time, Alice would be rude and a troll, just to get a few laughs on her show...and Isabella seemed almost too perfect, despite Alice's jealousy growing already, she kind of think herself as better than anyone in the Friction roster.

When she was pretty small minded...

"As you know Isa, I kinda like to think myself as a better of most people who work here, so importatntly, worthiness is something I strive for here~" she smirked, flicking a switch on the projector behind her of clips from her previous episodes, outrageous clips, but enough to show the woman what she would be dealing with on Alice's show alone.

All it took was a few flattering but meaningless words and the serving girl was squarely in her camp as opposed to her employers. Whether this investment would be of use later on or not had yet to be seen, but Isabella knew it never hurt to stack the odds in her favor, especially when going into a situation with plenty of unknowns.

Isabella's smile dropped for but an instant when Alice admitted she was concerned about picking a newbie for her show, a brief flash of anger appearing in her eyes which were staring straight into the gaze of the talk show host. "I wouldn't call myself plucky nor a newbie, and neither should you. Don't worry your pretty head Alice, you have nothing to fear from me unless you are afraid of your show being the talk of the entire world tomorrow." As quickly as it had appeared Isabella's anger left her face, the woman smiling once more and her facial expression softened.

Isabella glanced up at the monitors as short clips of the woman's past shows flickered past, thinking to herself that Rosaria had indeed picked well. Judging from some of the crazy scenes she now saw on the screens Alice's show was perfect for her announcement. "I don't wish to give anything away Alice, but just know when it happens I will indeed be clothed." Isabella said with a playful laugh, leaning over the desk so that she was closer to Alice. "And you can think of yourself as better than most, so long as you don't include me in that most category."