Backstage of the arena Tommy Knoxville is found in his locker room by himself. The room is slightly cluttered with clothes and towels spread across the floor. Knoxville sits in a chair with no shirt on leaned back against a locker with a magazine in his lap. He messes with something green on the magazine for a moment as a cigar hangs from his mouth, unlit. 

His hair is still wet as the darkened tattooed skin slowly dries in the cool air. The door suddenly opens as Knoxville quickly reacts and places the magazine on the floor underneath the chair. He then leans forward and removes the cigar from his mouth. Tossing it aside he stands to his feet as a smile comes over his face.


She didn't know what made her do it... but she opened the door to Knoxville's locker room. It was probably because she had watched everything throughout the week getting to know the possible opponents for her in the near future, and seen that he was trying to get her attention.

Evans: "Excuse me for intruding, but rumor has it.. I have been on your mind lately."

Kaylyn smirked as she stood there in the doorway. Green khaki's hung low on her waist and hugged every curve she had. Her toned torso was showing due to her plain white shirt being ripped so it would come to rest just inches below her assets. Her navel had a glisten coming from the ring dangling there with a skull on it. Her hand lifted to run through those long brown strands that had been left down tonight to flow down her backside.

Evans: "Or... was I imagining things?"

She lifted a brow and laughed softly knowing she had not imagined a thing... and she was probably on his mind all week after he first sighted her.

Turning around for a brief moment Knoxville grabs his shirt from the back of the chair. He then reaches to the floor and pulls out an ice cold beer from the cooler full of ice. Turning his attention back to the beauty standing by the door he slowly walks forward focused on Kaylyn.

Knoxville: "Want somethin' to drink?"

She watched as he turned around to grab a shirt, her eyes did not miss a thing. That much was obvious as she had played games with him all week by disappearing as he tried to find her. The bar? She never left, just got lost in the crowd watching as he had left to see if she was outside. As he reentered and went to sit once more, that was when she left. She had to see... was it really him wanting to get her attention, or was it just chance that he had looked her way more then once. Would she tell him that? Nope, it would be too much fun to see his reactions.

Evans: "Sure. I have seen that you do enjoy tossing the drinks back, so why not."

As he walked closer towards her she moved out of the doorway and into his locker room. After all, the drink was an invitation to enter. As he stopped walking she came closer still. Her eyes not leaving his own as she lifted a finger to let it come to his chest. Slowly she walked around him, that finger tracing her steps but along his chest and back before she came to stand in front of him once more. 

Evans: "So tell me, what does a guy like you..."

She stopped and placed her hand on that beer that was within his own... not taking it from him, but just holding her hand there.

Evans: "..go around looking for a girl like me for?"

She smirked watching him and waiting for his reply.. probably having caught him off guard in the first place.

He laughs for a moment to himself as he looks down at Kaylyn's hand. He softly rubs her finger with his as he looks back into her eyes.

Knoxville: "I wasn't lookin' for you. Well, not the first time anyway. The bar though, I was searching all over for you."

Stepping in a little closer as the two continue to hold the beer not taking his eyes off of her for one second he looks over her body from head to toe. He slightly shakes his head and up and down as the sight gains his approval.

Knoxville: "After I first saw you, I just had to meet you. Who knew that you would show up here tonight? Maybe it's you lookin' for a guy like me. Yes?"

It was her turn to laugh now. Her? Go looking for a man? Not likely. 

Evans: "It's cute that you would think I would come looking for you. I just happened to realize who it was I had seen the other day, and decided to come and... say hello."

She smirked before stepping back just a bit and looking down to the beer where her hand was. Slowly she moved her hand away from the beer before taking another step back.

Evans: "Funny thing is... I am now signed to WCF, so it just so happens I will be seeing you around more often. 

She smirked before turning her back to him and heading towards the door once more. Turning her head back to him she smiled. 

Evans: "About that drink.... meet you after the show, if you want to that is. Oh, and Mr. Knoxville, the name is Evans.... Kaylyn Evans."

She smirked once more not even giving him a chance to respond before she left the locker room and was on her way.

Knoxville shakes his head in disbelief as he tilts the beer back and drinks. He turns around slowly and tosses his shirt back over the top of the chair. He sits down slowly and leans his back against the back rest as he takes another swig from the beer. He then leans forward looking at the door waiting for her to walk back in.

Knoxville: "Hard to get. If that's the way it's goin' to be then lets play. "

He looks down at the magazine beneath his chair and reaches down to grab it. With his other hand he leans over and grabs the cigar from the bench. A wide grin comes to his face as he begins messing with what's on the magazine and talking to himself.

Knoxville: "Miss Kaylyn Evans one. Tommy fuckin' Knoxville zero."

The scene slowly fades back to ringside.