Jamie Hayter is seen in her locker room with Rhea Ripley, and the two are getting ready for Jamie’s upcoming match in the Queen of the Ring tournament.

Rhea Ripley: “Well, it’s the biggest night of the year, Jamie. Are you ready to go out there and kick their arses?”

Jamie looks at Rhea as she finishes taping up her wrists. She nods her head.

Jamie Hayter: “I’m more than ready for the triple threat match. It’s just…”

Jamie trails off, allowing Rhea to speak up.

Rhea Ripley: “Just what? I mean, a lot of people would kill to be on the biggest show of the year.”

Jamie Hayter: “It’s not that.”

Rhea Ripley: “If it’s not that, then what is it?”

Jamie Hayter: “Doesn’t it seem weird to you that they’re starting the King and Queen of the Ring tournaments at Fallout rather than next month?”

Rhea shrugs her shoulders and nods her head.

Rhea Ripley: “It’s weird, yes, but I think they just wanted to get a jump on it given the reduced schedule.”

Jamie Hayter: “Oh, right. That makes sense.”

Rhea Ripley: “So, who are your opponents tonight?”

Jamie Hayter: “Natalya and Utami. I’m not really worried about Grandma Gas that much, but I know for a fact that Utami is a different animal altogether.”

Rhea Ripley: “What do you mean?”

Rhea asks with a raised eyebrow.

Jamie Hayter: “I mean that Utami is the biggest threat to me in this match whereas I’d be shocked if anyone took Natalya serious in the last fifteen years.”

Rhea Ripley: “What’s the whole ‘Grandma Gas’ thing with her? You’ve referred to her as that before.”

Jamie Hayter: “You’ve been in the ring with her before, right?”

Rhea Ripley: “I think so.”

Jamie Hayter: “Do you ever notice how stinky it gets when you’re around her?”

Rhea puts two and two together. She knows exactly what Jamie is talking about.

Rhea Ripley: “Oh, I get it.”

Jamie Hayter: “You know how the pigs use teargas or knockout gas?”

Rhea Ripley: “Yeah?”

Jamie Hayter: “You could just replace that gas with Nattie’s gas and it’d have the same effect. I swear that the last time I was in the ring with her for a Last Survivor match, I thought I would have to burn my attire because of the stench.”

Jamie pauses for a moment before continuing.

Jamie Hayter: “Come to think of it, I did burn that attire because I couldn’t stand the stench.”

Rhea Ripley: “Is that why you’re wearing an old attire tonight? Is it because it’s an attire you can part with?”

Jamie nods her head.

Jamie Hayter: “That’s exactly why I’m wearing this. I know I’ll have to burn this attire after having to deal with Nattie’s gas, so why not have it be an attire I don’t like?”

Rhea Ripley: “That’s smart thinking.”

Jamie Hayter: “Right?”

Rhea Ripley: “What about Utami?”

Jamie Hayter: “She’s the biggest threat to me in this match. Everyone has had trouble when facing her. I can give her that credit. As a matter of fact, I respect that but tonight, I’ll find a way to get past her and that Canadian bitch that needs her colon cleansed. I know it won’t be easy to get past Utami. It never is. You know as well as I do how tough she is.”

Rhea Ripley: “Yeah, I do.”

Jamie Hayter: “In a multiple person match like this one, you also know as well as I do that it isn’t the biggest or the strongest that wins the match. It’s the most cunning and intelligent person in the match that wins. Tonight, they’ll all see how intelligent and cunning Jamie Hayter really is.”

Rhea hugs Jamie and then the two leave together.