Goldust walks into Vince's office, Ted DiBiase close at hand. They're both very happy. Goldust catches Vince's attention, and doesn't even wait for a greeting to begin his speech.

"Well, Vince, I've been thinking, and you know what type of wrestling is under-represented in this company? Tag team wrestling! I'd like to propose that this upcoming In Your House be devoted to tag team wrestling, across the board! We could call it In Your House: Prepare For Trouble And Make It Double!"
"Well, that's nice, but that doesn't seem to leave room for a WWF title match."
The smile drops from Goldust's face.
"Alright. Have it your way. Of course, I could always take this title on a little... midnight train to Georgia."
Vince erupts from his chair with a start.
"You wouldn't."
"You know my father."
"A little more than kin and less than kind."
"Less than your kind, Vince, but quite kind to me."
Goldust and Vince stared each other down, until Vince had to relent.
"Alright. You win." Vince sinks back into his chair, defeated. Goldust smirked, and left, a cackling DiBiase making sure to close the door on their way out.