We go live to Madison Dyson who is safely ensconced inside a panic room.

Bring it, bitch! I got all the best security blood money can buy! Soldier's going over you harder than Vita went over that pasty slag Sarah Lacklan!

There's a bang at the door and Madison jumps, but then she breaths a sigh of relief when she looks at the security camera.

It's cool, just my GrubHub. She flicks off the XWF camera. Suck it, you Gender Confused Anal Bead!