Following this shocking revelation, I give to you:
VOLSIS HQ, in walks in Sterling Dooley, codename "Precious".
Dooley: MOTHER! I can't work like this! The players, they have NO SHOWER DISCIPLINE! It's unbearable!
Barbara: How does a locker room filled with dirty 18 year old athletes affect me?
Dooley: PHRASING! And... I... well... I suppose it doesn't.
Barbara: Damn straight! Why don't you get help from that last trollop... Lana...
Dooley: Lana Kiffin? Mother, are you insane! Do you remember the trouble she got us in?
Barbara: Perhaps, but I remember her friends seemed to help.
Dooley: What, Monte "Shh, Matlock is on" and Ed "Ima need mo rebull ta keep on racrootin"? No, no, absolutely not, no.
Barbara: Well... too late. I already called them to help.
Dooley: WHAT! No! Call her off!
Lana: Well if it isn't precious...
Dooley: DON'T CALL ME THAT! It's a stupid code name!
Lana: Whatever. You obviously need my help.
Dooley: NO I DON'T! Besides, since you've moved to Trodin, things have never been better!
Lana: Riiight. What was your record again?
Lana: And what was MY record again?
Dooley: Stupid and reckless?
Lana: I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over my extra win.
TO BE CONTINUED! (By you guys. I suck too much at teh photoshop, and I feel this sucker needs more visuals).