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No One Can Serve Two Masters Patience has its limits, take it too far and it's cowardice.
We open up in a messy Mid-Atlantic gym. Appears like it might be Kandi's with her insignia on the walls.
I honestly don't know what to say heading into this match. The man uplifted me and tried to motivate me after a tough loss. He certainly didn't deserve to have Misandry attack just because I dared ask why she didn't help me in that same way.
Kandi roughly stuffs her gym bag with intent. She's ready to get her hands on someone, but who?
At the same time I don't personally see that same fire from him. Where's he been since this went down. I checked the hospital. They let him out. He's been deathly quiet since. He's got this big match coming up and he has nothing to say?
Kandi hands her bags and keys to a valet and she heads into the training room with a punching bag and goes to town on it.
At this point I think I have more to sort out with my longtime partner and associate the so-called "Mistress of Anarky" than I have to worry about in this match. Whatever will be will be with this opponent, honestly. I don't sweat Raidokken. If we can get on the same page, one man can't beet us. This pair is like Arrogance Meeting Aggression. This is the true meaning of AMA right here. She even brings the Anarchy. We know they love that, Maybe it's my turn to bring the Mayhem. It might just be what's missing around here. What say you? Should we spice things up?
She roundhouses kicks the bag straight off the chains and tells him someone to have fixed and hands them a couple hundred.
I don't know where my girl's head is at or if she's trying to teach me something. I was a little girl when she took me in in Japan. Maybe I need to listen. Maybe she's not down showing me the way. This is something I'll figure out at Under Pressure.
We fade to black as Kandi gets in her Mercedes-Benz to drive to Hotlanta for the show.
