He feels pretty

*Outside the showers. The sound of running water can be heard, obviously someone is inside. After a few seconds the air fills with the sound of singing, from a gentle, melodious voice*

"I feel pretty, oh so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and gay,
and I pity, any girl who isn't me today."

*Back at ringside Ted and Hector are watching the footage*

TJ: I wonder who that is.

HP: I don't know, but whoever she is she has a lovely voice.

*The singing continues a little longer, then the water shuts off. A moment later a very large, very hairy arm reaches outside the shower stall and grabs a towel*

TJ: I think I'm seeing things.

HP: Me too. Was that an arm?

The gentle voice keeps humming it's tune and then finally, out of the shower and wrapped in a very large towel, steps Bob, as round as he is tall and hairy as a bear.

TJ: Oh, my eyes.

HP: I didn't need to see that.

Bob continues humming as he grabs his fairy outfit from a hanger on the wall and walks away.

Angel is standing as Fairy Bob grabs his outfit..

AG - What the hell, did a fairy just walk past me

Laughter from the audience echoes around the arena