"You listen up and YOU LISTEN GOOD, DARKSPADE!" Staphanie said, the screeching almost knocking him out of the ring. "Chane and I are in charge now and if you don't like it, then you can quit! This is a PG-13 company now and WE WON'T TOLERATE YOU BREAKING THE RULES!"
Staph crossed her arms, glaring at Spade, daring him to further defy the McMahon siblings. Behind her, Chane put a hand on her shoulder.
"She's right, Spade," Chane said in a much calmer tone. "You can either follow the rules or quit! And if you don't want to follow the rules, Staphanie here will have no problem firing you."
"Oh I'll definitely have no problem FIRING YOU!" Staph said, stepping closer to the Unholy One. "I'll strip you of that Absolute Undisputed Championship AND HAVE YOU ESCORTED FROM THIS ARENA! YOU WILL NOT RUIN THIS FOR US, SPADE!"
Spade was waiting for Staph to start crying and having a fit right there in the ring. She seemed quite close to doing so.
"You see, Spade?" Chane said with a smile. "Do you now understand your duty as an employee of our company?"
"I'm not sure he does!" Staph said with her own, far less friendly smile. "MAYBE AN EXAMPLE NEEDS TO BE MADE OUT OF HIM!"
