Fresh from her stunning triumph on the milestone #150 tag match, in which she scored all three pins for her team, Regine is warmed up even before entering the Pit. She sports a light patina of perspiration from all the stretching and limbering up exercises in the dressing room. "I love the Pit. With its complete freedom and lack of rules, I can really cut loose with my aggression. I found out that I'm a wild woman when I get angry. Understand, I'm not angry at Cindy…but as my opponent, she'd better watch out for Hurricane Regine." Cindy tries to maintain her cool, but she's had only a few hours to prepare since Tania allowed her to sub for Don on tonight's card. "I don't need a lot of prep time. I'm always ready to go after my opponents. Especially cheap whores like Regine. I remember the last time she went up against my David [BWL-147] like it was yesterday. He's creamed her in three fights, but now at last it's my turn. That black bitch has been avoiding this confrontation for too long, and now her luck has run out. You're going down, Regine." At the Tourney, our evening's MC, Olivier, explains, "We finally agreed that all of the original four women Quarterfinalists, Kim, Kandice, Louise, and Cindy, lost fair and square and none of them deserves to move on to the Semifinals. With Cindy out, we know we'll be getting a new Mixed Champ. So here's the deal: the remaining seven women will fight the original four male Quarterfinalists until 2 women win, at which point we'll immediately move on to the Semifinals. If it takes only two more Quarterfinals, so be it. If it takes more than seven, then the original four women will be tossed back into the pool. We'll go as long as it takes to get two female Semifinalists. "Well here's one of them right here," Caribe announces. "I know I haven't been living up to my usual high standards this year, but now I got my mind right. I'm all about fighting from now on. I want to apologize in advance to Brad for spoiling his dreams of moving on to the Semis…and, dare I say, to the Final? Oh, and one more thing, Braddie-boy. The only way you'll ever get my G-string is to come to one of my dance shows and beg me to throw it to you." "That's one thing I've always admired about Caribe," Brad confesses, adjusting his Speedo. "No matter how badly she gets beaten, humiliated, and raped in the ring, her bulletproof ego comes out unscathed. I mean, after Louise and Kim mistreated her so fiercely in that tag fight, the Bombshell is still talking boldly. I admit she won't be a pushover. She still has the best won-lost record in the League. But I fully intend to win her hot little G-string tonight. I may even make it the centerpiece of my famous collection." Our first stop is the Pit.