Diva Dynamite: Wait. Diva Dynamite promo? WTF?!?

[OrochiGeese]

Fade in to General Celes' office. A knock at the door, and she looks up.

[General Celes:] Enter.

The door opens, and Diva Dynamite steps in, shutting the door behind her.

[General Celes:] State your business.

Diva looks somewhat vacant for a moment, General Celes raising an eyebrow, and then Diva seems to snap out of it.

[Diva:] Oh! Um... I'm sorry, um... But M... Miss-- er... General Celes? Um... Why do I always look so... b.. bad?

[General Celes:] Elaborate. What do you mean by "bad"? I think you're doing a "decent" job so far.

[Diva:] Uh! Oh.. um... Well, I.. My Dynamite Crusher is my best--- it's my strongest move.. and... and... I used it three times! And that fancy pin! And she kicked out of... of all of them!!

[General Celes:] "She"?

[Diva:] Kat.. Kat Black.

[General Celes:] Miss Dynamite... I can call you that, right?

[Diva:] Well, uh--

[General Celes:] Forget it, I really don't care. Listen girl... let me tell you the story of a young high-flying wrestler who had trouble expressing herself, or winning matches. She grew up to be Jeff Hardy. Don't let history repeat itself; don't become a statistic.

Silence. Diva's jaw hangs open, and Celes looks on, unsure and unconcerned of what the pink-clad joshi's response will be. After a long moment, Diva begins to cry. Celes is shocked, but even moreso when Diva spins around and runs out of her office, leaving the door wide open.

[General Celes:] If she didn't want to hear my advice, I don't know why she wasted my time.

Celes shrugs and goes back to her paper work. Fade.