Charly Caruso: We're just hours away from EBWF Warfare taking place right here in Houston, Texas! Tonight you will hear from a lot of the superstars participating in matches as we continue our road to Wrestlemania. One of the superstars having a match tonight is the former Women's Champion, Natalya.

The camera panned backward and Natalya stepped into the camera view. She was wearing an Iron Maiden t-shirt and leather pants, and her hair was tied back in a tight ponytail. She glowered at Charly, clearly not interested in being there.

Natalya: Just make this quick, Chuck. I've got places to be.

Charly Caruso: You've got a match tonight against Becky Lynch, who has some very ambitious plans for her future in the EBWF. I just wanted to--

Natalya: -- get my thoughts on the match, right? Ask about my strategy?

Air quotes.

Natalya: Give me the mic. Go practice your bacherlor's degree in liberal arts somewhere else, sweetheart.

Nattie snatched the mic out of Charly's hands and gave her a not-too-gentle shove to push her offscreen. The camera centered on her.

Natalya: Let's make one thing very clear. I'm not here to entertain our bush-league journalists like Charly and whatever other blonde idiot we've hired lately. I've got one thing to say and I'm going to be very brief. Becky Lynch, I personally find it adorable that you think you're going to make a name for yourself at my expense. But while I enjoy the hilariousness of it, your plucky attitude will only entertain me for long. Here's the reality, ginger. I became a legend in this company long before you got here, and I will be around long after you leave. I am the greatest wrestler this company has EVER seen, and some bland shamrock shake is not going to be the thing that changes that.

She glanced over at Charly who was still off camera.

Natalya: Now you all can leave.

With that, Nattie tossed the microphone back at Charly, who bobbled it but caught it. She backed off slowly as the scene faded to black.