"You alright?" Glen asked as he entered Mark's room. They had just gotten back from the gym and throughout their workout Mark had seemed...distracted, so Glen decided to check and see if he was okay. When he entered the room he saw Mark with his hand on the opposite wall and his head down. His dark hair had cascaded in front of his face, hiding his features from Glen's view. Mark picked his head up and ran his hand through his hair.

"I'm fine," he mumbled, avoiding his friends glare.

"Really? Because you don't seem fine." Glen had been close friends with Mark for years, and he knew him enough to know when something was bugging the hell out of him. "You were barley able to focus enough at the gym today, now what in the hell is going on?" When he didn't answer Glen continued "It wouldn't have anything to do with Vince's niece visiting would it?" Mark snapped his head toward Glen and glared at him with eyes full of acid.

"Drop it Glen," he said in an evil tone. He grabbed his jacket off the chair and pushed passed his friend. He needed some air to clear his mind. Glen just shook his head. He knew about the relationship Mark and Vince's niece had years ago. He was the only one Mark had told. He had been crazy about that girl and spent every minute he could with her, which confused Glen even more when they broke up. He never did get the whole story from his friend about what happened, and assumed from how Mark just acted he never would. Meanwhile, Mark was outside leaning against the wall near the hotel entrance. He had his head leaned back and his eyes closed when someone approached him.

"Hi Mark" It was Sable. Mark let out a long sigh. This woman had been trying to get with him for years, even when he was with Kim. He remembered how mad she would get if she saw Sable approach him backstage, and it pissed her off even more to know she couldn't do anything about it. He thought back to one of the conversations they had:

"I swear if she comes up to you one more time I'm going to seriously kill her." They were in his dressing room as he was getting ready for his upcoming match. She stood in front of him with her arms crossed over her chest as he laced up his boots. He couldn't help but laugh at how mad she was getting.

"And what would your motive be? That you're dating...The Undertaker" he said in his best Undertaker voice as he rolled his eyes in the back of his head. Kim giggled. She loved when he spoke in his character's voice. When he heard her laughter he reached out and pulled her onto his lap. He brought his head close and spoke in her ear. "You have nothing to worry about" he said and turned her around to look in his eyes. She let out a sigh.

"I know. It just bugs the hell out of me knowing I can't say anything because I know if she knew, she'd tell Vince."

"Along with everyone else backstage. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if she went out to the ring and announced it to the crowd."

"You're not helping any Mark" she chuckled as she leaned back in his arms. He held her tightly against him as he spoke.

"Let's just hope if I turn her down enough, she'll get the hint and go find someone else to harass." They both laughed as they waited for his match to begin.

Mark was brought out of his thoughts again by Sable's voice.

"Are you okay?" she asked as she walked toward him. He opened his eyes and looked down at her.

"Yeah, I'm fine." then when she continued to stand there he asked, "Is there something you wanted?"

"Well.." she paused for a few seconds, "A few of us are going to the bar around the corner tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to go." He looked back at her. "This woman never quits" he thought to himself. He did need to unwind a bit though, and a beer sounded like just the medicine he needed.

"Alright" he said and watched a smile spread across her face, "I'll meet you down in the lobby around 8."

"Well if you need to reach me or anything beforehand," she grabbed a pen and a slip of paper out of her purse and wrote down a number, "here's my room number" he just watched as she folded the paper and slipped it in the front pocket of his jeans, letting her hand linger for a little too long. When she pulled away she gave him a seductive smile and walked back in the hotel. He just shook his head and headed back to his room.