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"Here are your winners, and new WWE Tag Team Champions, Zack Ryder and Alex Riley!"

The Philips Arena erupted with cheers and whistles. Everyone was on their feet, ecstatic that the formidable duo of William Regal and Wade Barrett had been knocked from their perch; their five month title reign was finally over. The video package replay showed Ryder and Riley working together to overthrow the former champions; Zack hitting Rough Ryder on an interfering William Regal, while Alex delivered Riley Elevation to a distracted Barrett for the one, two, three.

Zack and Alex received the titles from the referee and held them above their heads proudly, celebrating their big win. They wrapped each other up in a quick man-hug before making their way down the ramp hi-fiving fans, with their newly won title belts slung rewardingly over their shoulder.

"Your new Tag-Team champions are in the house!" Riley announced loudly as he and Zack sauntered into the cafeteria.

"Woo woo woo. You know it!" Zack added his signature catchphrase at the end. Superstars and Divas shook their heads in amusement at the child-like personalities of Ryder and Riley and gave them their congratulations.

Zack looked around the cafeteria, searching for someone in particular. He spotted her, sitting at one of the round, white tables with Maryse. Zack left Alex - who was comparing championship belts with Evan Bourne, light-heartedly arguing that the tag titles looked way better than the United States title – and walked over towards Sasha.

Sasha had changed from her ring attire into a pale blue tank top and black shorts. She had met Maryse in the locker-room and the two had hit it off immediately. "So I believe I've found my new room-mate," Maryse said cheerfully, her French accent shining through.

"Didn't you say Melina was your room-mate?" questioned Sasha, picking at the green salad she'd ordered from catering after her shower.

"Yeah, we'll she's always off with some random guy coughBatistacough... so stuff her," Maryse laughed.

Sasha heard footsteps approaching and looked up to see who it was. Her eyes met a smiling, sweaty Zack Ryder, championship belt slung over his shoulder, "hello ladies! Meet one half of your new tag-team champions," Zack announced proudly, pulling out a chair and sitting with the girls.

"Oh, you and Riley finally won them," Maryse joked, "it only took what, like two months?"

"Hey, they were the ones getting themselves D.Q'd to hold on to the title. Me and A-Ry coulda got them anytime we wanted," Zack justified. He turned his attention from Maryse to Sasha, locking her chocolate eyes with his hazel ones, "so... we're having a party or something at the bar when everyone gets to the motel and I was wondering if you'd uh... if you'd like to come?" Zack asked nervously, something unusual compared to his normally outgoing personality.

"Oh I'd love to," purred Sasha. She noticed Zack trying to hold back how pleased he was to hear her answer; a small smile inconspicuously graced his face.

"Um hello; I do believe you're forgetting someone..." Maryse interrupted, with a flick of her hair.

"Yeah, sure Maryse, you can come too," he said hurriedly. "Riley's probably looking for me, so I'll see you ladies later. Wear something hot," he said with a wink before leaving the girls to themselves.

"Ooh, looks like someone's caught the eye of Zack Ryder," Maryse teased, once Zack was out of ear-shot, "it looked like he had like a love spell or something put on him."

"I've been known to have that effect on guys," Sasha joked back, "so I reckon we should get to this motel, don't want to be late to Zack's party!"

Zack was glancing around the bar, searching frantically for any sign of the voluptuous, Italian-American beauty he'd invited to join him and Alex celebrate their big win. Finally he spotted her, along with Maryse, making their way towards the roped-off VIP section the motel staff had dedicated to the Raw roster. He couldn't help but notice how her low cut, deep red mini dress clung tantalizingly to her curves, "guess she took my advice," he thought, remembering how he told them to 'wear something hot'.

The music was blasting through the speakers as Sasha and Maryse reached the VIP section and walked over to the booth where Zack was sitting with a group of Superstars. "Move over, broski's. The babes are in the house!" Zack said, his eyes fixated on Sasha. She gave him a small smile and took a seat on the plush, faux velvet cushion of the booth. "So you made it," he said in her ear in a sultry whisper.

"Well I didn't want to disappoint you," Sasha replied seductively. She noticed Zack was beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol he'd consumed previous to her arrival and decided to do some innocent 'teasing'.

"Oh you could never disappoint me," Zack returned the same flirtatious tone, his eyes darting from Sasha's face to her cleavage visible due to the low cut neckline of her dress and back again.

"Ryder, quit sweet talking and go get me my tequila," Alex laughed from the other side of the booth.

"Oh yeah bro, Long Islands all around," Zack cheered, "except for you, you get a Sex On The Beach," he whispered to Sasha, his words dripping with sexual innuendo.

"Ooh just what I want," she whispered back with a wink.

"So," Maryse said as she slid into Zack's unoccupied seat, "you and Ryder huh?"

"Me and Ryder huh, what?" Sasha questioned.

"I saw what was going on," Maryse replied, a mischievous smile gracing her pink lips. She hadn't seen Zack act like this around a Diva in ages, the last one she could remember was Kelly and even that was a while back

"Well what can I say? A bit of flirting never hurt anyone," Sasha laughed, "besides I just met him, it's not like he's going to have any of this." Sasha ran her hands along her voluptuous curves, as Maryse faked a whistle.

"Aww honey, haven't you ever heard of one-night stands?" Maryse asked in mock sympathy.

Sasha delivered a playful elbow to Maryse's Prada dress clad side, "Pshh, of course I have, I'm not desperate and lonely unlike somebody, plus guys want me and sometimes I just can't help myself."

"Mmm you got that right," Zack interrupted, as he eyed her slowly up and down, "babe, you are smokin'," Zack caught Maryse giving Sasha a look that seemed to say 'told you so' as he handed her the drink. "I wonder what those two were talking about," he thought.

"So I've been told," Sasha said cheekily.

"You know how to fist pump?" Zack asked curiously.

"Do I look like someone who doesn't know what a fist pump is?" Sasha shot back flirtatiously.

"I'm taking that as a yes," he laughed, "well c'mon babe, show me what you got." Zack grabbed Sasha's hand, pulling her up from the booth and onto the dance floor.