Jennifer is just pulling out of a depression after coming this close to winning the 2007 Women's title, only to lose to her romantic rival Regine. She hasn't been moping around, feeling sorry for herself, no sirree. She's been working out harder than ever, becoming the perfect hardbody. And now she's treating herself to a day at the beach—in the beach ring, to be precise—with Don. "We have a history that goes way back," Jenny confides. "I refuse to let that big lug toss me around like a rag doll. Oh, he's as strong as a bull, no doubt about that. But wrestling isn't all brute strength. Beating him should pull me out of my funk." "Did she say 'funk', with an 'n'?" Don inquires. "I just love it when these women get all steamed up. They're so cute just before I put them back in their place…which is being pinned flat on their backs. Jenn's no different: lots of tough talk, but she eventually falls to the superior male." Kim is ready to burst with energy and anticipation. "I swore I'd get even with that bitch Cindy for kicking my ass—literally—all over the ring in the Tourney. I wanted to fight her today, but I'm matched up with David instead. I hate to make him the fall guy. I mean, he suffers enough being married to that bitch. I don't know how he stands her. I'll show him what I'd like to do to her." David just rolls his eyes. "Kim's so full of hate that it spills over onto me. Not that I can't handle her, of course. I just wish she could aim her animosity a little better. And as for her marital advice, I don't need it. Cindy and I work out our differences just fine without Kim's button nose sticking into it. Next time maybe she and Cindy can have it out with each other while I just sit back and watch the fur fly, eh?"