CJ = Cactus Jack
SW = Steve Williams

CJ: Awwwww... isn't it tough luck that our opponents for tonight, Chono and 
    Kawada are stuck somewhere on Narita Airport waiting for their working visa
    to arrive ? Any other takers ? Maybe the has-beens Flair and Anderson whose
    butts we already kicked two weeks ago ? How about the Du-du-du-dudleys ? 
    They aren't here tonight ? Oh, darn. Isn't there anybody in this arena who
    dares get in the ring with us ?

[ Thirty seconds go by with nothing at all happening. ]

CJ: Well then, it seems like we're done for tonight, partner. Let's get go---

[ Steve Williams comes walking down to the ring in street clothes. ]

CJ: Come on, Stevie... I told ya to wait for me in the lobby. We'll go drink a
    few beers in a couple of minutes.

[ Williams doesn't even acknowledge Cactus' comments, enters the ring and grabs
  the mike. ]

SW: Cut the crap. You wanted challengers - well, here we are.

CJ: "We" ? Oh, sorry, I forgot... you're a Royal Highness and always address 
    yourself in the third person. Or do you have a frog in your pocket ?

SW: "WE" refers to my partner and yours truly. 

CJ: Oh, right... stupid me... good ol' Ricky Steiner is coming back from his
    injury. Well then, bring him along... we have no time to waste.

SW: No, Micky Mouse... that's not the way we operate. Rick Steiner promised a
    few months ago that he was going to find me a new partner who can fill his
    void adequately, and here we are.

CJ: Boo-hoo... now we're scared ! Being that you're from Oklahoma, that pretty
    much limits your possible choices to... ummm... Bill Watts and Jim Ross.
    Now *that* is going to be a hard title defense.

SW: Well, you got that right - it's gonna be a hard title defense for you 
    tonight. My partner is none other than.... STAN "THE LARIAT" HANSEN !!!!

[ Stan Hansen comes running down the aisle, runs into the ring and lariats
  Cactus Jack and Sabu who roll outside the ring to regroup. The match then
  starts. ]