Jillian Hall gets a song stuck in her head often. It's something that usually lasts for hours and hours, and causes her to wander around the back, singing to herself or, when the song won't stop, in the ring for everyone to hear.
She doesn't mind it, it's just something that's hers, and no one else normally has the guts to sing in front of the audience. Usually she never has this problem when people hide her MP3, or the batteries, or both, but one night, she hears something that's just beyond anything she could've heard anywhere else, and it worms into her mind, echoing over and over and it's weird because it's a short commercial jingle, and not her usual style, but she still likes it, especially when she sees the commercial in full and it's cheerful and people are dancing and....
She bites her lip and swings her legs, looks up and down the hallway in a jittery fashion. Sighs. Looks back at the TV, which luckily is airing something different for the moment. Looks away. Finds the song, such as it is, is still looping in her mind, despite the TV droning on nearby.
Finally she gives up and wanders down the hallway, letting the jingle overtake her. As her singing gets louder and livelier, more and more people turn to stare but she just grins widely and keeps going, enjoying herself and even throwing in the hand motions at the correct places.
"Glamazon," Santino murmurs out of the corner of his mouth as Jillian marches past, "Is that...?"
"Yeah," she says with a perturbed look on her face. "It is."
Jamie's drinking out of a bottle of water and does a spit take all over Kelly Kelly as Jillian moves past them; he's too distracted by the horrid song to notice as the rookie diva complains and shakes her hands wildly, disliking being wet.
Cody and Ted flinch as the blonde wanders past them, and Orton looks up at the ceiling, as if begging for the patience to handle the stupidity on this show. As tempting as it is, the last thing he needs is another flare up of his IED.
Jericho is walking towards his locker room when he sees who's heading his way and quickly turns, heading for the arena exit. He'd rather watch the Wrestler a thousand times than hear that.
Mickie cringes as Jillian wanders past and CM Punk turns towards her. "It's times like these that it's hard staying Straight Edge," he says, looking scandalized.
Miz nudges John when he notices Jillian, who quickly says, "Bad singing isn't allowed in the palace of wisdom," and they duck into the nearest locker room to wait out Jillian's 'rampage'.
Cryme Tyme is searching for new things to sell when Jillian moves past them, leaving them frozen in the middle of the hallway, faces twitching. "Ain't no money here, Jay!" Shad complains once they've stopped feeling like steel wool had been rubbed over their ears.
By the time she reaches the exit herself, she's sung the song through a lot, and smiles, turning away from the door to look at everyone. "You guys don't like Subway?" she asks, noticing their horrified faces. "That's too bad." As the door swings shut behind her, they hear her starting in again. "Five dollar, five dollar footlong..."
"Oh dear God," Regal says, looking like he's smelled something even fouller than usual.