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Eric Bischoff wore a smug grin on his face as he finished writing a document on his desk.

He hadn't forgotten the defiance of a few superstars in particular as of late. A certain redhead, more than anyone else, was the most irritating thorn in his side. And her dashing blond Canadian prince was a close second.

Well, he would take care of them. And he was going to do it tonight.

Bischoff picked up his cell phone, flipped it open and dialed Chief Morley. He smiled when his right-hand man picked up on the other end.

"Got a little proposition for you, Chief...Yeah, I'll discuss it when you get here."

Soon after, the General Manager ended the call and flipped the phone to a close. Oh, he was positively brewing with ideas tonight. He had tons of them, but he wanted to be sure to utilize those he considered the best.

He had a little something in mind for the Dudleys as well, as per usual, but maybe that could go to the backburner for now. Lita, Edge, Jeff Hardy and Trish Stratus were bigger problems at the moment.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

Bischoff looked up as Chief Morley stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. The man looked expectantly at him.

"Yes, and thanks for coming so quickly," the GM said, and he rose from his big, cushy chair. Instead of remaining seated, he optioned to pace back and forth in front of his desk.

Morley arched a brow, a tiny smile coming to him at the realization that this was going to be good...

"Question - how would you like to compete in a match tonight?" Bischoff asked.

The Chief of Staff was only slightly surprised by the question.

"A match for me, huh? And what exactly do you have in mind?"

The General Manager looked the other man in the eye and smiled.

"How'd you like a match against Edge?"

Now it was Chief Morley's turn to smile broadly, only his grin came out a little crooked.

"Me versus Edge? Now, that sounds pretty interesting..." the Canadian said. "Yeah, I like that idea," he said, nodding.

"Great - I thought you would," Bischoff said. "And I'll tell you what I'll do..." he continued. "I will give you any type of match you want - you name it."

Chief Morley began to chuckle. His boss sometimes surprised him. It was pretty much on a daily basis that he found more and more reasons to admire Eric Bischoff.

"Sounds great...I'll think of what kind of match I'd like against lovely Lita's knight in shining armor and get back to you."

"Sure thing, Chief - just do it within the first hour of the SmackDown taping, because the match will happen sometime around then..."