Caribe's miserable performance on BWL-150's tag match caused her partner, Regine, to grow disgusted with the exotic dancer. "Miss High-and-Mighty folded up on me, leaving me to take care of Kim and Louise all by myself. Hell, she damn near cost us that final fall. Absolutely useless. I'm surprised that stuck-up stripper had the nerve even to show up today. I used to admire Caribe, but that's all over now. That albino-haired has-been is in for a royal ass-whupping this time." "Everybody has an off day every once in a while," Caribe sulks. "I had my last one at the worst possible time. Lucky for me that Regine was cooking on all burners and saved the match for us. I admit I've had a bad streak lately, letting France rob me of my title in two straight, then letting Kim and Louise toss me around like a rag doll, and losing my cute zebra G-string to Brad in the Quarterfinal. I wish I'd been more help. But I'll be damned if I'm gonna let that uppity underwear model get away with dissing me like she has. I'm NOT having an off day today." Sophie dreamed up this submissions-only contest. "It's a great reality shock to the ego, especially for two gals like Caribe and Regine. Imagine how humiliating it will be for them to say 'I give up' several times each tonight. They're so used to dominating their opponents that being forced to submit over and over will make them feel like wimps." To support the warring women's morale, their men, Paul and Eduardo, will escort them into the octagon…and help them out, if necessary. That was Sophie's idea, too. "Having your guy witness you submitting to the domination of your gorgeous rival…that ought to knock each of them down a peg or two." The Pink Panther really knows how to hurt a girl…without even laying a finger on her.