Esteemed 31st overall pick Mary Hollywood shifted her sick 1989 Mitsubishi Montero into park outside of the Regina Elk training facility and took one last sip of her Dunkin' Ice Spice Munchkins drink thing before throwing it onto the floor of the passenger seat with several dozen other pieces of garbage. She really should clean that. The driver side door immediately popped open before Mary's crisp white Stan Smiths hit the ground, immediately becoming ruined by the despicable, putrid sleet that occupied the parking lot in the middle of Saskatchewan. She shed a tear before grabbing her gear from the trunk and heading inside.

Upon reaching the locker room, she was astounded. Wow! So much purple! Even the people inside were purple! Wait, what? Her teammates were all purple? She blinked a few times in hopes of correcting her vision before realizing that it was just the tint from her sick purple Pit Viper shades. Wow, Mary. So cool and chill of her, though! She meandered on over to her locker, the nameplate reading "HOLLYWOOD #10". Wow! Mary Hollywood, a perfect 10!

An ironic thought to have at that moment, as Mary immediately tripped over the muck sticking to her no-longer-sparkling sneakers, causing her to drop her bag and knocking her glasses off her face.

"Shit, shit, shit!" She muttered to herself, attempting to grab everything and put it where it belonged amidst the veritable sea of popcorn that had materialized on the locker room floor. Mary turned to the bewildered faces of her fellow Elk and offered a grin. "Hi! I'm Mary!"