He had finally had enough… Seth set his WWE and United States Championships down in his room and walked out of it with the key in his pocket, hoping to find Amanda.

In the hotel bar was where he found her as well as Finn, both talking to each other with his right hand resting on her lower back and her leaning against him, drained from the long day.

"I… I honestly don't even know where to begin, the fact that she denied being racist when it's clearly a blatant lie or that he's standing by his mistress or girlfriend, whatever the fuck she is to him. And then he had the damn nerve to say that I wronged him first! One of these days, it's gonna turn around and bite him in the ass for cheating on Leighla in the first place!" Amanda responded as she finished her glass of red wine.

"Oh I have no doubt that it will happen love." A man said, Amanda and Finn looking and seeing a man sitting next to them. He spoke like he was from the 1940s, the suit he had on from that era.

"Someone spike our drinks?" Amanda asked as she glanced back at Finn.

"No I'm referring to the cheating man." The man replied with a smirk before looking over in a doorway, Finn and Amanda looking but not seeing anyone.

Seth was just as equally confused and then turned around suddenly when he felt a hand on his shoulder… only to see Roman.

"Damn, man, you look like you just saw a ghost." Roman replied.

"That man is freaking me out." Seth responded, pointing to the man at the bar.

"He's got a pretty cool costume on." Roman said.

"Wait, are we even talking about the same person?" Amanda asked once she was sure she wasn't hallucinating.

"I'm sorry, where are my manners? James Patrick March." James said.

"Amanda Rose Cena… my friend here is Finn Balor." Amanda responded.

"That's impossible because he's…" Roman said before trailing off.

"Go on, say it." James said.

"Because he's dead. You are a cosplayer." Roman responded, James finishing his drink.

"Believe what you want my friend. Now…" James replied before looking at Seth. "Watch your back, you never know when she'll show up." He finished before leaving.

"I've been telling you to keep it in your pants, Rollins!" Amanda replied as she spun herself around, Finn stopping her.

"Stop that sweetheart, you are gonna make yourself sick." A woman said as she walked to them. She had blonde hair that have been curled, green eyes, white skin and wore a 1940s style wedding gown with a veil.

"Wait… a bride? Where's the…" Roman asked, trailing off as Finn helped steady Amanda back onto her feet and leaned her against him.

"The groom you mean?" The woman asked.

"What the hell's going on here?" Finn responded before he noticed Seth leaving abruptly.

"You all don't know, do you? Not locals, I take it?" The woman responded.

"We've been on the road a lot…" Amanda said as she could hear yelling down the hallway and looked toward the woman seeing that she was gone.

"Upstairs, love." Finn replied as he helped Amanda into the elevator and the doors closed.

"As long as you're there, I don't mind…" Amanda responded as Finn pressed the button leading them to the third floor. "She seemed… to scare him off easy, Finn." She whispered.

"You think she's the woman that James was talking about?" Finn asked.

"Yeah… damn, what a night. Got to see Jon Stewart get beaten up for interfering in last night's match." Amanda answered as Finn held her to him to keep her from falling and her right hand rested on his left side, her fingers trailing up it only for Finn to wrap his left hand around her right one to stop her. "Hey…" She said, pouting slightly.

"You're drunk, Mandy." Finn replied.

"You drank too, how are you not drunk?" Amanda asked.

"Because you're smaller than me." Finn responded as they got off the elevator and walked to their room. When they were in it, Finn closed the door and Amanda looked out into the city as Finn wrapped his arms around her.

"We should spend more time in this place… it's beautiful at night." Amanda whispered.

"I don't know, there is something funny going on here, can't put my finger on it yet." Finn said.

"The city can be deceiving…" Amanda replied as they let go and she went to go take her makeup off… when she ended up back in the room, she slipped her sandals and shorts off before reaching under her cami and pulling her strapless bra off before Finn helped her into the bed and onto her side. "What are you…" She started to ask as he set the room's mini trash can, some Advil and a bottle of water nearby.

"You're gonna have a hell of a hangover in the morning, love." Finn responded before he stripped down to his boxers and climbed into the bed with her, wrapping his left arm around Amanda as she fell asleep.

Up on the fifth floor, Dakota heard Seth outside the room and let him in, finding that he had drank from the mini bar in his room.

"You're drunk." Dakota said.

"Damn right! There are… reasons for me drinking, starting… starting with the ghosts here!" Seth responded as he stumbled to the bed.

"Oh for god's sake there is no such thing as ghosts." Dakota muttered.

"Hold me please." Seth begged.

"No way in hell. How about I throw you out?" Dakota replied.

"We all need someone to hold us at the end of the day and Mandy already chose Balor!" Seth yelled with his voice becoming even more slurred.

"And what? You think us hooking up in an alcohol blackout means we should hold each other?" Dakota asked, placing her hands onto her hips.

"I need someone to hold me!" Seth responded.

"Go back to Zahra!" Dakota replied.

"No I want you!" Seth yelled before standing up.

"Come anywhere near me and I'll break your jaw and make you choke on your own teeth." Dakota growled.

Seth stumbled towards her and fell, hitting the floor. Dakota lifted him up and reluctantly shoved him onto the bed, climbing back under the covers.

"I don't know how Mandy hasn't gone crazy from how you've treated her." Dakota muttered before closing her eyes.

Tomorrow couldn't arrive fast enough.