Ike Petty and Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe enter a strip club on the upper end of Las Vegas, Nevada. The place is dimly lit except for the bright bulbs that line the cat walk. A girl spins around the pole and crawls across stage. She blows the strands of her red hair out of her face as men stick fifties and hundreds in her garter.

Ike Petty: "This looks like the place, Ruby Red, run by Ruby Blaze."

Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe wanders over to a free standing pole on the left of the bar and watches the girl shimmy her hips expecting tip.

Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe: "Are you sure we can’t have any time off?"

Petty: "No Bubba! We have to get the interview first and then Mr. Aiken said we could do anything we wanted to, just not to tell him about it."

Lowe: "I sure would like to have a piece of that…"

Ike Petty glances back to the main stage where a rowdy customer grabs the leg of the dancer onstage. The girl is shaking her leg and holding onto the pole for balance. None of the security guards seem too worried about it.

Girl: "Get your hands off me, you creep! I’m warning you!"

Man: "Come on, sugar! Me and you can take this back to the hotel, my wife ain’t gotta know about it…"

Seeing the man practically on the stage with the girl, 2 big black men wearing security shirts start moving from the bar to the front stage shaking their heads. Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe, noticing there could be some action, pulls out the camera and starts to film. Ike Petty turns to the bartender.

Petty: "Seems like your lady might be in a little bit a trouble up there."

Bartender: "The security guards aren’t worried about him, they’re going for her…"

Lowe: "DID YOU SEE THAT?"

Ike turns around to see the man come flying towards him and land at his feet. The girl jumps down off the stage and proceeds toward the bar.

Girl: "Excuse me, sir. Can I get that?"

Ike Petty and Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe step out of the way. The girl reaches for a barstool. The man tries to stand up but the girl breaks the barstool across his back.

Girl: "You two, you’re the reporters from the NWA aren’t you?"

Petty: "Well, yeah, but who are…"

The Girl interrupts him.

Girl: "Hold that thought."

The girl turns back around to the staggering man and kicks him in the face.

Girl: "That’ll teach you!"

The girl grabs him by his hair and leads him to the bar. She then repetitively bangs his head against the counter.

Girl: "Never…"

*Slam*

Girl: "Touch…"

*Slam*

Girl: "Me…"

*Slam*

Girl: "Or my dancers…"

*Slam*

Girl: "AGAIN!!"

The girl grabs the man around the middle a lifts him onto the bar. The two security guards lift her up behind him and she performs a dragonsteiner on the man. They crash to the ground and the girl stands up to dust off her hands.

Lowe & Petty: "Wow…"

The two security guards pick the man up off the floor and drag him to the door. The girl turns back towards Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe and Ike Petty. The two men jump.

Girl: "You don’t have to be afraid of me. Just remember the number one rule of the club. Don’t TOUCH the dancers."

Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe takes a big step to the left away from the dancer he was watching earlier. The girl reaches out to shake their hands.

Girl: "The name’s Ruby Blaze, nice to finally meet ya’ll."

Petty: "Nice to meet you, too. Is there somewhere we can go for the interview?"

The girl escorts them to the back where there are a number of quarter booths and private party rooms. They enter a private party room with a black wrap-a-round leather sofa and a round, red table with a pole and dancer in the middle. Ruby Blaze tosses the money from her garter onto the table.

Ruby Blaze: "Here’s for taking your room, Michelle. A little over 2 grand and I didn’t even make it through the routine."

Michelle: "You rarely do, Ruby."

The dancer and Ruby Blaze laugh.

Blaze: "Please, sit down. I’m sure you have a lot of questions for me."

Ike Petty and Ruby Blaze sit down on the leather couch. Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe pulls out the camera and sets up a shot while the dancer leaves and shuts the door behind her.

Lowe: "Ready"

Petty: "So Ruby, what brings you to the NWA?"

Ruby Blaze crosses her legs. She straightens her fishnet stockings which are twisted from the struggle with the man earlier. She’s wearing hardly anything and what she is wearing is mostly black.

Blaze: "I’m here for revenge. I hate men and no, I’m not a dike."

Bubba "Big Daddy" Lowe takes a step back and Ike Petty loosens his tie.

Petty: "Why’s that?"

Blaze: "For one thing, one of ‘em killed my momma. That is, after he cheated on her. He woulda killed me too, but I got away. (pause) I’m here for answers. I figure if I go public one of these bastards might know some answers and they can either give ‘em to me peacefully or I can beat ‘em out him."

Petty: "I see. What exactly are you looking to find?"

Ruby Blaze tosses her long red hair back over her shoulders exposing the black bra that she’s wearing.

Blaze: "I want to find my father and cause him so much pain, that he’ll be begging me for death."

Petty: "Do you know anything about him?"

Blaze: "I know he’s a gambler. That’s why I opened up this joint. I’m close to the heart of Las Vegas and I can keep an eye out in the casinos."

Petty: "What about your opponents? Is there…"

Ruby Blaze laughs and cuts her eyes toward the camera, her eyes are an intense blue.

Blaze: "Why would I be afraid of any of my opponents? They’re all men aren’t they?"

Petty: "Well yeah, but you’re a… a…"

Ike stammers for a minute and Ruby Blaze stands up. She slams her fists down on the table.

Blaze: "I’m what? What is it Ike? A…A…A… A GIRL? Is that it? Do you think just because I’m a girl, that I can’t walk into the ring and man-handle any of these guys? President Aiken would not have signed me if he thought that I couldn’t deliver."

Petty: "That’s true but these men are ruthless. They are all about blood and gore and they won’t take pity on you."

Blaze: "I don’t expect them to. I admit, I’m new to the game but I can handle myself."

Lowe (under breath): "I’d say so…"

Blaze: "That was just a taste of what I can do."

Ruby Blaze sits down and runs her fingers through her hair. Ike Petty wipes his forehead.

Petty: "I hate to ask but it’s on my list of questions. Boyfriend, do you have one?"

Blaze: "No, you can ask any of my previous boyfriends. When I started dating ‘em I gave ‘em one simple rule, ‘You break my heart, I break your neck.’ Let’s just say I’ll give you their room number and you can go visit ‘em."

Petty: "Any prospects?"

Blaze: "Seeing as how I’m the only bit of estrogen in the NWA, I might have to take a look at some of the competition and see if there are any up to my standards."

Petty: "Would you like to say anything to the boys of the NWA?"

Blaze: "Yes actually…"

Ruby Blaze stands up and approaches the camera. She sits on the edge of the table and bats her eyes.

Blaze: "All you pansies, better be ready. Are you man enough to handle this?"

*Flashes Camera*

Blaze: "I came here looking for MEN and I all I found were boys."

*Crosses arms*

"Pookie D.? Is that what you call yourself? You sound like you’re no more than 2 years old! Did little baby wet his diaper? It’s ok Pookie… Mommy’s here."

"Dearest Elijah "Human Chainsaw" Norton... Someone has been watching too many scary movies. You think you’re Leatherface don’t you? How much Halloween candy did you steal this year? Come on now, really?"

"B-ran and Shane-O, you sound like a cereal. Not even one of the good brands either. You’re that stale bag on the bottom shelf that even people like Homeless Henry won’t eat."

"And my favorite hombres, Los Manos Mexicanos. Hola Mi amigos! I deal with dirty Mexicans like you all the time. This mamacita will not take your bullshit. Tu qieres yo? Then bring it to the ring."

"That goes for all of you. That is, if you think you can manage to even put up a fight against me in the ring. Prove me wrong. Show me that you pussies know how to play rough. Cause I won’t deny, that’s how I like it. Gentlemen, I believe you can show yourselves out…"

Ruby Blaze walks out of the room. Bubba and Petty looks at each other.

Petty: "Did you get all of that?"

Bubba: "Yep"

Petty: "Is the camera on her face?"

Bubba: "Most of the time"

Petty: "Good lets go! I still have time to make it to Celine Dion’s Midnight Show!"

Bubba and Petty pack up and leave