Scotty continues to moonwalk until he bumps into someone, causing him to spin around. He's not happy to see that it's the same man who left him high and dry last week, Kenny Dykstra. The fans boo as Kenny claps his hands, admiring Scotty's dance.
Kenny
Very good, VERY, good! You've got some skills, man. Too bad those skills couldn't help you out last week . . .
Scotty takes a step back, clenching his fists but resisting the erg to punch his foe.
Kenny
Just to clear things up, Scotty. I didn't leave you to the mercy of Hulk Hogan and The Rock last week because you beat me in some bogus dance contest. I left you out there because you're a fraud. A joke. You're not a real wrestler, you never were and you never will be. You're just something for the fans to laugh at. You say that you're here to change yourself, to have a serious career. Yet here you stand, in your same stupid pants, with your same stupid hair, dancing away from the spotlight. Ha ha, you think anyone in this arena takes you seriously? You're a phony, Scotty, and you need to understand that. No one in the locker room respects you, and neither do your so called 'fans'.
Kenny laughs then shakes his head, rubbing the back of his neck.
Kenny
You know, I tried to do you a favor last week, man. I thought that maybe if you got the crap kicked out of you by two of the biggest legends in this business, it'd be like sort of a wake up call. But it looks like nothing's changed. You're still a sad little man. Unlike you, I don't need to win some meaningless dance contest to feel good about myself. I'm the best that this company has to offer, and I know it. I'm a future champion, you're a nobody. You'll leave this company and be forgotten the next day. I'll leave this company and be known as a legend! You need to learn where your place is in this industry, Scotty. And if I'm the one that has to teach you just where that is, then so be it.
Scotty's face turns a bright red as he pulls back, Kenny getting right in his face.
Kenny
You really want to hit me in the face, don't you? Ha ha, well, you'll get your chance soon enough. Yes, I'm accepting your challenge for a match at the Royal Rumble. It's the perfect place for me to beat some sense into you and show the world just who I am, and just who you are. I'm going to beat you, Scotty. I'm going to embarrass you. But most of all, I'm going to end this pathetic thing that you call a career . . .
Kenny leans back, running one hand through his hair. Scotty takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down a bit. But Kenny doesn't let up, he gets right back in Scotty's face.
Kenny
You don't-
Before Kenny can say anything else, Scotty pops him in the jaw, sending him falling back onto the concrete floor. Dykstra rubs his cheek in pain, looking up at his attacker. Scotty has a wide smile on face, the fans chanting his name.
Scotty 2 Hotty
I'll see you at the Royal Rumble, cheerleader.
Scotty lets out a small laugh then moonwalks out of the picture once again. The segment ends as Kenny continues to rub his jaw, speechless and in pain.
(Promo closed, feedback welcomed for the both of us.)
