Chris Jericho walked into the hotel room, throwing his key card on the vanity table. He looked to the other occupant of the room as they paced from one side of the balcony to the other. The other occupant ignored him, and he walked over to her, sensing that she was anxious about something.

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" Jericho asked the pacing Stephanie.

"It's nothing," Stephanie said curtly.

"And that's why you're pacing around this balcony like a madwoman?"

"It's just......... I don't know who was in that limo. I mean it could be anybody, well except for you and Kurt I suppose. I hate not knowing what's going on. I'm the boss, I should know everything."

"Always have to be in the know, don't you Stephy?" Jericho asked with a smirk.

"Jericho, now is NOT the time to be making jokes! I'm in a real mess right now, and you're standing there smirking! This is serious! This is my job!" Stephanie yelled impatiently.

"Steph, Stephy baby, calm down sweetie," Jericho put his hands on her shoulders, "It's ok, everything will be ok. Whoever it is that was in that limo, it's their loss, cause they're not going to be on the better show," Jericho said wrapping his arms around Stephanie's waist and resting his chin on her shoulder.

"And if you want, I'll kick there ass if they ever step foot in a SmackDown arena again."

"Really?" Stephanie craned her neck to look at Jericho's face.

"Of course I will."

"Good, but that'll be nothing compared to what I do to them." Jericho laughed at her as he looked down at her face.

"Moving on to happier things, what was this asking if I was happy bit you pulled tonight?"

"I just wanted to know," Stephanie said trying to hold back a laugh.

"Yeah, so I'm one of the biggest superstars on SmackDown?"

"Well, I had to make sure you stayed, and I didn't know how else to stroke that massive ego of yours. But why in God's name would you give me your CD?"

"Just in case I'm not around and you want to hear my glorious voice," Jericho said, as Stephanie started laughing.

"Were you born with that ego?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact I was."

"Why does the song 'You're So Vain' keep popping into my head whenever I'm around you?"

"And why does the song 'Bitch' pop into my head whenever I see you?" Jericho said cheekily.

"Hey! I resent that," she said as she smacked his chest with her hand.

"Ouch! What was that for?"

"Being a complete jackass that's why."

"So I saw that little meeting you had with Edge. He sure wanted to look good around you............stupid suck-up," Jericho said with malice.

"Jealous?" Stephanie said with a smirk.

"Me? Never. I just wanted to know why he was being such a brown-noser around you. I mean if he sucked up any more he'd be a Hoover," Stephanie turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It's all right sweetie, I don't feel anything for Edge. He's nothing more than an employee."

"Steph, I just said that I wasn't—" Stephanie covered his lips with a kiss. When they pulled away, Stephanie looked up at him with a grin on her face.

"You didn't have to say anything, I know you too well."

"Well, I know you well too."

"Oh you do, well if you know me so well, what am I thinking right now?"

"You're thinking about who was in that limo," he said laughing. She glared at him with a scowl on her face.

"Damn it, why must you always be right."

"Because I'm the king of the world," Jericho said with a wink. Stephanie laughed before turning serious.

"I just want to know who would go with that slimeball."

"Well Princess, I guess you'll just have to wait til Monday."

"I guess we'll all find out Monday."