Stepping out from a nook in the boiler room comes former XWF Tag and X-Treme Champion Dr. Holly Cambric. Per usual, she's clad in a long white lab coat and sports her long red hair in a tight, professional bun. Some might question why she did not try to break up the pin, since Jenny is part of Charlie's crew, like she is. Others might question why she was in the boiler room observing Jenny Myst sleeping in the first place.

One thing nobody will be able to question is what happens next.

*SHINK!*

The flash of a needle. Sludge red contents plunge into the nape of Graves's neck. In an instant, his body convulses and then freezes in a paralyzed state. Nobody has to tell the referee twice, because he bolts away like Speedy Gonzales.

Peter "PG" Principle, being the mighty omnipresent GM he is, rolls into the frame having been touring the boiler room for god knows what reason. The wheelchair bound power-suit wags a ream of paperwork. Rules. Lots of them. All about the coveted X-Treme title.

"NO, Holly! NO! NOOOOOOO! Noo! No! No! NOOOOO!"  He rams his wheelchair against her leg. "You cannot interject here, Holly!"

"Understood, sir." She replies. "I won't interject here. I'll interject there."

Peter looks around, flummoxed by the location she speaks. "Down there? Where's there?"

In an uncharacteristic show of personality, Holly does the DX crotch shop. "Down there... suck it!"

He grumbles stuff at her. She push-kicks him away, making him disappear harmlessly into the steam and darkness of the corridor.

With him gone, she analyzes the scene on the floor. Clutch and Graves. Holly fishes her cellphone and reaches Charlie. " Mr. Nickles, I got a 'two-for', Graves and Clutch. Want me to bring them back to the lab and try to perfect what I attempted to do with Frances Marigold?" She nods along to the answers on the other end. "Yes sir. Roger that. Will do. Yes sir. I will try to fuse them into one super being. On it, sir."

She hangs up and retrieves a syringe filled with glowing green stuff. Holly injects the contents into her body and belts a primal Herculesian roar. Using strength that should absolutely not be allowed under the laws of physics, she EASILY heaves Graves and Clutch onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry position, then exits the frame.

A few moments later, Peter can be seen furiously wheeling his wheelchair in the same direction Holly left with her two new captured test subjects.