Coming around the corner as the cameras turn backstage is XTV Champion, Jason Cashe. Earbud headphones stuck in each ear, his eyes are closed as he is wildin out with wacky upper body dancing. No worries as he strolls down the hallway having fun with the rest of his night. No apparent concerns over potential attacks nor does he seem to be out for blood himself. Jumping forward, Cashe double foot stomps into the ground and goes into a body swivel dance. His facial expression is off the charts as he enjoys the tune playing in his ears. Letting his voice whisper out in song along with the lyrics.
CASHE: ”Gettin Jiggy wit it
Na Na Na Na Na Nana Nana Na Na Na Na Nana Na
Gettin Jiggy wit it!
What? You wanna ball with the kid?”
Holding out a hand as a sign to pause but continues rapping to the song.
CASHE: ”Watch yo step you might Fall
Tryin to do what I did!
Mama-Unh
Mama-Unh Ima Come Closer!
In the middle of the club
with the Rub-A-Dub Uhh!”
The last “uhh” he gives a big thrust move as his eyes open and he stiffens with a freezing embarrassment. Standing before him, smiling, almost as embarrassed as he should be was the former Boardwalk Wrestling star, Psyche Devyne. In her hand is a piece of clothing folded up.
CASHE: ”Uhh...Sorry...Huh? Did you say something?”
Pulling his earbuds out, he tries to put on a smile but that wasn’t enough to erase what she couldn’t have not seen.
DEVYNE: ”Sorry… Did I startle you? I just… saw you dancing and thought I’d stop it from continuing. It was… interesting, love.”
She smiled wide at him, watching his reaction.
CASHE: ”My bad, didn’t mean to get in your way or anything. Here to see Riddle? He’s turning on someone, somewhere I’m sure..”
Moving to step past her, Cashe goes to reapply the earbuds to each ear. Psyche turns around quickly, putting a hand on his shoulder to stop him. She kept the smile on her face as he turned around.
DEVYNE: ”No, actually. I came… to bring this back to you.”
She raised her arm, holding out the fabric in her hand to him. Looking down at it, Cashe sticks his tongue through the two missing tooth grin. Moving his stare from the fabric to her he lets out a “heh” before slowly taking it from her.
CASHE: ”Oh yeah, my beanie...Thanks! I uhh, I made your shirt into a pillow. I’ll make sure you get it though. Pretty comfortable. Thanks again!”
DEVYNE: ”I honestly didn’t think you’d actually do that.”
She looks down for a moment, laughing quietly. Cashe lifts his “lucky” Beanie she had returned and begins to inhale it’s scents deeply through his nose. His eyes flicker and roll back for a moment. As she looks back at him, he pulls the beanie away like he wasn’t some weirdo.
DEVYNE: ”You can keep it, though, love. I don’t really need a pillow made of one of my shirts… You seem like you might need it a tad more, yeah?”
CASHE: ”I got plenty of pillows. I like having good pillows but it’s your shirt and you returned my beanie. My LUCKY beanie at that..”
Thinking of how he could get it to her, he scratches his head.
CASHE: ”I guess I’ll slip it to Riddle somehow yeah?”
DEVYNE: ”Honestly. You really don’t need to. It wasn’t like it was lucky for me, anyway. Just keep it.”
She smiled again, placing her hand on his arm, reassuring him that it was okay to keep.
DEVYNE: ”By the way… It’s lovely to… Finally ‘meet you in person’...”
She changed the subject quickly, using her long fingers to make air quotes.
CASHE: ”Yeah, yeah, no doubt! And check it..You don’t look like a bug..I dunno what these folk saying..Don’t see it..”
Shrugging with a shit eating grin on his face. He probably expected to be hit but he fucked with everyone. This “Strange” Chick was no different. She thrust her arm out quickly, giving him a weak shove on the shoulder.
DEVYNE: ”I’ll kick your arse, love. Guaranteed.”
She glared up at him, but still had a smirk on her lips, clearly not angry with him. Him being him, he’d usually try to put the “game” on her with clever one liners or some form of his unnatural witty banter but this was different. She was the “enemies” buddy and that was a weird line in the sand. Shaking off the idea, he looks to thank her again and be on his way.
CASHE: ”Well we wouldn’t want that would we? Heh..Thanks again for the beanie. Maybe I’ll win the lotto or something huh? Haha! See ya Lady..”
DEVYNE: ”Wait...”
Her face was filled with confusion. She had basically come all this way… to see him. As he stopped to look back to her, she put her head down, frowning slightly. She opened her mouth for a second, but closed it. She tried to find her words, but didn’t know what else to say.
DEVYNE: ”I... I think I made a mistake… Sorry to have bothered you, love.”
CASHE: ”It’s ok, no reason so be sorry. Isn’t the first time someone thought I was Dakota...We blood after all..Take care alright?”
DEVYNE: ”I didn’t think you were Dakota… Who’s Dakota? Ohhh. Right. The one in Omerta. No. I didn’t mistake you for him. I’m referring to the last few weeks. I guess I took things the wrong way? It’s fine...”
CASHE: ”Ha! Who’s Dakota..Good one! I dunno what mistakes you’re making or what happened the last few weeks….Wait...Hold up!”
Looking around, his eyes widen as he scans the surrounding area. Moving away from her he peeks around a near corner connecting to another hallway.
DEVYNE: ”What is it?”
Even with nothing to back up his thought, he still questions it and her as he returns to where he had been standing before searching.
CASHE: ”This is like Punk’d right? Except those punk ass Omerta bitches are gonna jump and and catch me all softened up talking to this PYT? That how this is Lady?”
His expression to her started to change. If she had been luring him in for the trap, it was something he had to be ready for. Feeling his pockets, he found the bulge of his bag of weed. It was safe.
DEVYNE: ”A ‘PYT’? What? I’m not… I’m not here for Omerta, Jason. I’m not part of their team.”
Even hearing her, he wasn’t sold. He was often a man with tunnel vision and had his opinions set in his mind until it was proven otherwise. Always having trust issues his eyes stayed observing his surroundings but words came out in a whisper, almost speaking to himself like Devyne wasn’t there anymore.
CASHE: ”Let these motherfuckers come...Come on...where ya’ll at?”
DEVYNE: ”Jason… Jason…? CASHE!”
Snapping, Devyne grabs the XTV Champion with a handful of his beard and turns his face towards hers. His eyes focused into hers, a brief moment passes like slow motion had slowed time down. She had his full attention.
DEVYNE: ”I’m not. Here. For Omerta.”
She said the words slowly, trying to get him to understand. The whole time, she kept her eyes on his, never looking away. The look she gave him spoke for her, even if she hadn’t said anything. She wasn’t lying. This was the truth.
CASHE: ”Say Omerta again...That was kind of hot!”
Spirits seemed to change from paranoid to this puppy dog-staring, monkey-looking dude standing eyes locked on Psyche Devyne. He was clearly high but he had started smoking as soon as his match ended, this was a high for something else entirely. She smiled at him, laughing quietly to herself.
DEVYNE: ”Omerta.”
She rolled her eyes playfully.
DEVYNE: ”Why would you want me saying that word again, though. Aren't they like the devil to you Unstable guys? Or was it just because you like my voice?”
CASHE: ”They softer than marshmellow, ain’t nobody worried about them dudes..No heh they mean as fuck but right now only thing I’m seeing and hearing is you. How yooouu doin!? Haha!”
Her head tilted to the side for a moment as she watched him. The guy was weird. But she already knew that.
DEVYNE: ”I’m doing fine, Jason. Anyways… I guess congratulations are in order for having awesome dance moves? I guess?”
Making a weird situation weirder, Cashe lets his eyes close slightly as his nose gets to work smelling. Devyne gives him a look wondering why he’d be smelling. It could be anything from her perfume to her breath. With him you just never knew.
CASHE: ”Ummm..Thanks? I was celebrating actually, I just signed a new contract. 4CW I guess isn’t getting rid of me anytime soon…”
Shrugging like it was no big deal, he let his eyes still break from her to check his surroundings. Deep down he just still didn’t know but he wanted to believe her. If for no other reason than to have the pleasure of smelling her and seeing her beauty.
DEVYNE: ”Really? Congratulations. I guess we’ll be working together... Kind of. I’ll be in Canada, but still.”
Her smile was big, as if she was excited over his news but his face was scrunched like something was wrong.
CASHE: ”Ugh...Canada?!”
DEVYNE: ”What’s wrong with Canada? I’ll be on Uprising...”
CASHE: ”Nothing, just cold and some WEIRDOS up there! Geez..Uprising cool though. Guess I’ll have to come up and...maybe see ya?”
DEVYNE: ”Really?”
She looked excited about the idea.
CASHE: ”I mean yeah! Fuck yeah, if you’ll hang out..I mean as friends ya know? I wouldn’t want to step on Riddles toes..Ok yes I would haha! You think he’d be ok with it? Heh.”
DEVYNE: ”Honestly? What I do in my time isn’t really his business. I can be friends with whoever I wish. He’s my best friend… But he has to deal with my decisions if he doesn’t like them.”
CASHE: ”He ain’t shit..Anyways..I could stand here forever but I signed up for a kissing booth after the show. Wallace thought it’d be funny, moron..But let me not hold you up any longer.”
Giving her an up and down glance, he gets a chill that comes over him. Don’t get excited he tells himself as his tongue rolls over his dry lips.
DEVYNE: ”You weren’t holding me up at all. But I guess I’ll let you go… if a kissing booth is that important to you.”
She winked at him. She started to turn away, but stopped, rethinking what she was doing.
DEVYNE: ”Or… you could skip it and come out for drinks instead?”
She looked hopeful, keeping her eyes on him.
CASHE: ”I really don’t need to be drinking anymore..Bad for my health..BUT you don’t have to get me drunk to hang out. Haha! Let me get my stuff, check with crew and yeah..”
She smiled big again. Her semi-forward approach seemed to have worked. She nodded at him.
DEVYNE: ”Sounds like a plan, love.”
CASHE: ”Mmm..Yuup! I’m all for it if you’ll keep talking! Go handle whatever you might need to handle and we’ll meet up..Uhhh by the bathrooms near the exit. Cool?”
DEVYNE: ”Yeah. Right. Cool.”
She laughed, letting him go on his way as she made her way to the exit to do whatever needed. As he was about to turn the corner, he looked back. Shaking his head at the sight walking away.
CASHE: ”She is hotter than a melted Klondike bar! Mmmmm..” | 
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