p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Shane needed new weight training gloves as his were worn out. He decided to stop in a local store to pick some up. One of the employees recognized him and called her friend./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Whatcha got?"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Alex you have to turn the camera on the Sporting Goods Department."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Ok, what's going on?"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Just do it. You won't regret it."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Alex sighed and turned the camera to the department and froze. "Holy shit, is that who I think that is?"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""YES! God he is even better looking in person."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Calm down and don't make an ass of yourself. Oh shit, I got to go, a tv is about to walk out." Alex hung the phone up and immediately started to follow the potential tv walkout./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Shane bought his gloves and exited the store, Alex ran past him, the walkie hanging from her back jeans pocket fell to the floor. He picked it up and hung back to see what was going on. Outside Alex got punched in the face and knocked to the ground by a man trying to steal a tv. While on the ground, she tripped him, sending him to the ground. Just then a cop arrived and cuffed him. Alex got up rubbing her jaw. The cop picked the man up and walked him towards the store. "You ok?" He asked her./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""I'm fine. He hits like a bitch."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Shane watched them walk in to an office and he sat on the bench nearby, still holding the walkie. Moments later, another cop arrived, taking the man in to custody. The first cop walked out with Alex trailing behind. They were quietly talking and a smile crept across Alex's face. No doubt they were flirting. Shane watched the cop walk away and decided it was time to give her the walkie back. He knocked on her door and she opened it./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Alex was surprised to see Shane McMahon on the other side of the door. "You dropped this."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"She caught herself staring and tried to play it off, "Thanks. I was looking for that."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""You're welcome. Are you ok, you took one hell of a hit."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""I'm good, thanks. Not the first time I've been hit nor will it be the last I'm sure."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Your job always this risky?"/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""You have no idea. Anyway I have to get back to work, I have to turn in my report quickly. Thanks again for finding my walkie Mr. McMahon."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Please, it's Shane."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Ok, Shane. Thank you. I'm Alex, it's nice to meet you." She extended her hand./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Shane took her hand and they shook. He noticed her firm handshake. "Nice to meet you Alex." He turned to walk away./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"She shut the door and leaned against it. Did that really just happen? The hottest man in the WWE just talked to her and shook her hand. She shook the awe away and got to work on her report for the cops./p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"Walking to his car, Shane called Vince. "Dad, I think I just found our newest diva."/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""Go on, I'm listening."/p