"We'll be in, in a minute", said Edge still signing autographs. Gangrel then noticed some young female fans calling Edge and Christian. They were about the only ones yelling their real names. "Adam, Jason, I love you", said Gangrel joking with the two. "Shut up Fang Boy", Edge and Christian said in unison. "I swear as long as I live I will never get used to people calling me Fang Boy", he said to no one in particular. "Just try and hurry up. Our match is the second one tonight and we still have to find our dressing rooms and get ready", he said heading into the building.

"Come on Jay lets get going", said Edge to his long time friend, Jason Reso. Reso played his brother on t.v. It was amazing how much they really looked like brothers in real life though. The fans seemed disappointed that they were leaving but soon forgot all about them as The Road Dogg and X-Pac arrived at the arena. "They love us till someone more popular arrives right Adam", said Christian. "I guess that's the price of fame Jay", said Edge joking around with his friend. "Fame?? What fame??? I'm lucky to be able to come out on heat and raw in the same week", Christian said clearly angry about the situation. "Look don't worry about it. Vince will find out soon enough that you could make him a lot of money in merchandise. And when that happens he'll give you a bigger push. But until that happens just be happy that you're here", said Edge trying his best to calm his friend down. "I guess your right. I mean I am pretty lucky to even be here", Christian said calming down. They then started running to get to their dressing rooms.

    When they arrived they found Gangrel dressed and ready to go. "We'll be out in a minute Gangy", said Christian joking around. "Hey my key doesn't work. I can't get in to get dressed", said Christian. "Hold on our rooms join together. Let get in mine and I'll open the door to yours. Uh-oh", said Edge looking worried. "What do you mean uh-oh", said Christian looking at Adam. "I can't get in my room either", he said. "Well we can't go out like this. You need your gear to wrestle. Even though I'm not wrestling I can't just walk you guys out there while wearing a Brood t-shirt and blue jeans", Christian said getting frustrated. "This is what you guys get for being late", said Gangrel with a mechanical smile on his face. " You did this", said an irritated Edge. "Now you guys better hurry and see if you can borrow some tights from anyone", Gangrel said between laughs. Edge and Christian took off down the hallway looking for a few of their friends.

    Christian was the first on back. He was wearing a pair of leather pants that looked one size to small for him. "I need to borrow one of your shirts", he said pleading with him. "Who did you borrow those pants from anyway", Gangrel asked curiously. "I had to borrow them from Chyna", Christian said walking stiffly into Gangrel's dressing room. "You can't sit down, can you?", he said trying his best to hold back his laughter. "Just get me the shirt will ya. It's freezing in here", he said slightly annoyed. Gangrel threw the shirt at Christian and it hit him right in the head. "Thanks", he said his voice muffled by the shirt. Gangrel closed the door and waited for Edge to get back. Edge came back and was wearing kakai pants, a white shirt, and a
blue sweater vest. "So when did you join the posse?", Gangrel said as Christian walked out of his dressing room. "Who did you borrow your stuff from", Christian asked curiously. "I got them from Joey Abs. Where did you get your stuff from", Edge asked with the same amount of curiosity. "I had to borrow the pants from Chyna and the shirt from Count Chocula over here", he
said still annoyed that Gangrel had locked them out of their dressing rooms. "Now if you two had gotten here on time you would be able to wear your normal ring attire", said Gangrel who was very amused by the situation. "Don't start with me David. It's bad enough that I look like part of Shane's posse. I don't need you to make fun of on top of all of this", Edge said giving him an evil stare. "I wouldn't worry about me teasing you. We're in a four corners elimination match for the tag team titles", Gangrel said with a humorous look on his face. "Oh this is just what I need. I can barely walk out to ringside and I have to keep an eye on three other teams and their managers or valets. How do you expect me to do this", Christian asked looking angry and
frustrated. "Move very slowly", said Gangrel between his fits of laughter. "Who are we fighting anyway Gangy?", asked Edge. "Don't call me Gangy. We're fighting Mark Henry and D'lo. Ivory is coming out to the ring so watch her will ya Christian. Then we have to fight Too Much or Too Cool or whatever their name is now. And for some strange reason The King is coming out with them so you will have to watch him to Christian. The last team coming out is Triple H and Billy Gunn with their sidekick Dykewoman, whoops I mean Chyna", said Gangrel. "Hey don't go insulting Chyna. She was nice enough to let me
borrow a pair of her pants since YOU locked me out of my dressing room Fang Boy", Christian said staring a hole through Gangrel. "Alright I'll stop insulting your girlfriend. Christian, Rodney, lets go we need to be out there in a few minutes", Gangrel said insulting his teammates even more. "She is not my girlfriend", Christian yelled getting stares from other wrestlers waiting in the wings. "I look nothing like Rodney. My hair is much better looking than his and I can fight a lot better to so don't ever compare me to him again", Edge said looking like he was highly insulted. "Just hurry up Rodney, I mean Edge", said Gangrel laughing yet again. Christian was also laughing but doing a much better job of hiding it. "Don't you start to Christian", said Edge looking more insulted then before. "I'm not starting anything. I was just laughing", he said giving an innocent look on his
serious face. "Christian, Edge, you can yell at each other later. Right now we need to get to our match", Gangrel said while starting down the hallway. Christian and Edge were right behind him.