"Oh please! Not this bullshit again." Illyria groaned as she watched some heavyset guy strutting out to the ring.

"What?" Beulah asked.

"That..." She trailed off, pointing to the guy who was now in the ring and doing some kind of shitty stripper dance. "Is Jim's victim for the night." Illyria explained causing Beulah to laugh.

"And just how can you tell that?"

"Because they have been giving him these no talent, no name, worthless opponents since this show debuted." Sure enough Jim's new music started and he began making his way to the ring. "See, I told you." Illyria watched in sheer pleasure as Jim got in the ring and began laughing at the guy. "Oh my lord."

"Girl calm your hormones." Beulah giggled.

"He's the only man I know who can turn me on just by laughing." Jim pulled a beer out of his pocket and called for the music to start up again, watching the guy dance. He started stroking Jim's kendo stick and Jim started sputtering beer causing Illyria to double over in laughter. "Oh holy hell! This is hilarious." Suddenly the guy took Jim's beer and poured it all over himself. "No! You stupid asshole...you never take my man's beer." Jim's face turned from laughter to a mask of anger. "Here we go." She was waiting for the kendo stick shot to the head but instead Jim low blowed the guy and Illyria gasped. "Shit! That had to hurt, I don't care who you are." After that was the shot to the head that she had been waiting for and a huge smile spread across her face. He beat the guy until he was draped over the bottom rope then wound up and just brought the kendo stick down straight across the guy's ass. "OUCH."

"Okay, that was just wrong." Beulah laughed, watching as the guy hobbled to the back and Jim toasted the crowd with a beer. "My god he won't be able to sit down for a month."

"If he's lucky." The door opened a few minutes later and Jim came stumbling in, his laughter almost too much for him to handle which sent Illyria and Beulah into another fit of giggles. "Baby that was just..."

"Funny? Hilarious? Priceless?" Jim asked, through his laughter.

"Gross on his part, completely sexy on yours." Illyria finished as he sat down beside her.

"Sexy?"

"All that laughing...my god."

"What is it with you and my laughing?" He questioned.

"You tell me and we'll both know. It's like I just told Beulah, you're the only man I know who can turn me on just by laughing." Jim was about to say something else but was cut off by her cell phone. "Hello?"

"Lyria, honey? It's Scotty...I'm outside the arena by my car."

"You're what? I'll be out in a minute!" She hung up the phone, grabbed Jim's hand. "Come with me. Beulah I'll talk to you later" Illyria drug him out of the room and out of the arena.

"Baby where the hell are we going?"

"There." She pointed to Scott standing by his car, a smile on his face.

"Well, fuck." Jim laughed.

"Scotty!" Illyria yelled, throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly.

"I brought a surprise for you." Scott stated, his smile growing even bigger.

"You did?" She asked.

"Yeah he did." A male voice spoke up and Illyria turned in shock to see Terry Gerrin (Rhino) standing there. "Hey Little Lyria."

"Oh my god!" Illyria ran and literally jumped in Terry's arms, had it not been for him being as strong as he was they both would've went tumbling to the ground. "You...how...but..." She stumbled, trying to find the right words as she heard Jim behind her laughing. "I can't believe you're here!"

"Well I am and as much as I love you Little Lyria...you're not so little anymore." Terry chuckled causing her to blush.

"Sorry." She mumbled, climbing out of his arms.

Jim walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Good to see you man."

"You too." Terry said, smiling as he watched the interaction between the woman he considered like his little sister and one of his good friends. "So, what are we doing tonight?"

"Well...Jim's going to be getting some lessons from the guy he canned the hell out of tonight." Illyria giggled, ducking quickly out of his arms before he could react and hiding behind Terry.

"Woman get your ass back here." Jim growled playfully.

"Who did he face tonight?" Scott asked.

"Some overweight wannabe male stripper." Illyria stated, peeking over Terry's shoulder.

"Oh hell, I hope there's a video of that somewhere." Terry laughed.

"I'm sure I could find you one." She said, squealing in surprise when two arms grabbed her around the waist. "Jim!" Illyria called out in fear, her body stiffening immediately.

"Relax baby, it's only me." He whispered in her ear and she relaxed against him. "You feel like going out tonight?"

"If you do."

"I think it'll do you guys some good to get your mind off things." Terry spoke up, turning to face them. "Scott has explained to me what's been going on with Manna and I can tell that you're worried Little Lyria."

"You have nothing to worry about honey...the three of us will kick his ass if we need to." Scott stated, cracking his knuckles.

"You might as well make that four." A new voice spoke up and they all turned to see Terry Brunk walking towards them. "Nice to see you guys."

"You too man, it's been a while." Terry Gerrin said, shaking his hand. "We were just getting ready to go out...why don't you come along?"

"Sounds good."

"I gotta run in and get my bag baby. You want to stay out here?" Jim asked.

"Yeah, I might as well." He returned a few minutes later and the five of them left the arena in search of a place to have some fun and take Illyria's mind off their trouble with Michael.