Everyone loses.

[Cory]

Natalya was alone, in her locker room. The EBWF Women's tag team championship belt was draped across her lap. She looked up at the camera and rolled her eyes.

Natalya: I hate to say I told you so, but--- wait, who am I kidding? I love gloating. I told every one of you so. I told you that Trish and I were back, and that we were going to make short work of the "champions" previously holding these belts. Now, I'm not going to sit here and talk about what happened at the Royal Rumble. At the end of the day, Trish and I went in there as opponents, and I took my eye off the ball. Trust me when I say it won't happen next year.

She winked at the camera, mouthing the word "bitch" inaudibly.

Natalya: Now it appears that I am in a match with one of the former ladies that kept this belt warm for Beautiful Dangerous all this time. She's... dammit. I keep forgetting. Eva Marie! That's it. It's a shame that I have to beat you again, Eva. Because honestly, when you're in a match, there isn't a winner. Everyone loses. Not this time, though. Tonight, I am going to lock you in the sharpshooter and wrench back on those long, gorgeous legs of yours that you won't be walking for a week. And not for the usual reasons. Ciao!

Natalya waved to the camera as the scene faded to black.