The camera opens up on the popular Disney theme park Epcot, a place where countries combine in the World Showcase. Instead of showing the entire park, however, we immediately open up on the inside of Tutto Gusto wine cellar. Vance and Kip sit at the table already, dressed in the same way they were dressed in the promo with Carter, letting the viewer know these two happen in the same day. Carter comes to the table, leaning forward as he looks at his brothers.
Carter: You know we spoil her, right?
Kip: You. You spoil her. I was perfectly happy with just surprising her with the Magic Kingdom tomorrow. God knows I shelled out so much money booking Cinderella’s Royal Table for her so that she could eat with the princesses. You knew as much as I did going into this. Yet you were the one who caved when she asked if we could go to Epcot tonight. Epcot! It’s not even the fun park!
Vance: Um…Kip…you said when we got off Test Track that this was your favorite park.
Kip: Yeah, well, now I’m salty.
Carter rolls his eyes, waving down Nolee who comes over to sit with the boys at the table.
Nolee: The have the cutest things in the store over there! Like, they have beautiful venetian masks!
Carter: Of course sis. Remember, save some spending money for the rest of the week too.
Vance: *beams* I could buy it for you if you find something really cute!
Carter and Kip glare at Vance to tell him that he needs to shut up.
Nolee: Oh thanks bro! *smiles before looking at the menu* How about I treat everyone to wine here and ice cream at the Paris Pavilion?
Carter: *chuckles* Why not?
Vance: Sure, I’m in.
Kip: *grins wide* You spoil me.
Nolee orders multiple drinks for the group before turning her attention down to the menu to actually look at what they have for food.
Nolee: Ya know…ah’d never make it in Italy. Ah’m always t’ hesitant t’ try any new foods.
Vance: Pollo Insalate’s pretty good.
Carter: Not payin’ 11 bucks fer a salad. Ah’m goin’ fer the Lasagne Verde.
Kip: Actually Piatti Alla Parmigiana- Torino di Melanzane is the way to go.
Nolee hesitates and looks over the menu, licking her lips as she rubs the back of her neck.
Nolee: I’m actually gonna go to Prosciutto e Melone pizza.
Vance: Look at you, branching out of your norm.
Nolee: Well, I think it’s only fitting considering the fact that my opponent this week is branching from Italy into America.
Kip: That’s right, you got…uh….Angel James? Isn’t that an American name?
Nolee: Kip…that’s kinda racist. She’s from Italy. That makes her Italian. You know, her promo kinda irked me. She said that I was focused on my music and on flirting. Flirting. I have NEVER had a boyfriend, I don’t even think about any of that stuff just yet. My passions are wrestling and music, yeah, but I put my heart into both of them . I love wrestling. I respect where she’s comin’ from, I really do. But, ya wanna know what else? She doesn’t know my life. She doesn’t know how much of my own heart I’ve put into my professions.
Carter: You’ve been fighting us since you were a kid.
Vance: Always swung a mean left hook.
Kip: Remember that time you broke my nose? Cuz I still can’t get that out of my head.
Nolee laughs as she looks up at their waiter, placing the orders.
Nolee: So, like I was saying, I can respect where she’s coming from, but I’m not going to take it easy on her. I respect her enough to know that she’s not going to take it easy on me. I’m glad it’s her I’m stepping into the ring with. She already does and that’s going to work in my favor. She’s thinking that I’m some woman with blonde hair and blue eyes that only goes to the mall and doesn’t do anything else. My only thought is to prove how wrong she is.
Carter: Awww, that was such an inspirational speech.
Vance: You sounded like something out of a movie!
Kip: *going for the gritty question, not just praise* How are you going to approach her fighting style?
Nolee: Excuse me?
Kip: She’s a brawler. You’re good for a quick, short fight, sure. You always manage to do great against high flyers, but a brawler can take as much as they can give. What you’re doing is walking into a ring with someone who knows how to take a punch and can dish it back double.
Nolee rolls her eyes at her brother, face palming.
Nolee: Why is it that every time I seem so confident about something, you are usually the one to bring up the negative side of whatever I’m talking about?
Kip: Because I’m a realist.
Nolee: I fight well, I’m strong enough to kick ass. Is that what you’re getting at?
Kip: Gimme more, sis. C’mon, tell me about what you’re going to go out there and fight!
Carter: *warning* Kip….
Nolee: *a little bit louder* I’m going to kick her teeth down her throat? Is that what you want? God Kip, you’re not even a wrestler, you don’t know how the business works! I’m going to go out there and do everything I can to fight against her but I’m not going to take it any harder than I have to.
Kip: *a mischevious smile* That’s exactly what I wanted. I wanted to know what you weren’t going to hurt anyone more than you should. *rubs the back of his neck* Harsh what you said about me not knowing the business though.
Nolee: *frowns* You…you know I didn’t mean it Kip. You…I know it’s not your fault you aren’t a wrestler…
Kip: *small smile, trying to prove to his sister that he’s not hurt* I know….I know you didn’t mean it. I riled you up.
Vance: *clears his throat* How about we finish eating this and then we can go to that little shop you were telling us all about, okay Nolee?
There’s a slight pause between everyone, Nolee nodding her head as she looks at her brothers.
Nolee: Alright, alright.
The camera closes on the four siblings enjoying a nice supper.