For the rest of the day up until the show, Stephanie was pampered and primped by Saphirra.
After lightly brushing her hair, after their huge verbal blowup, Saphirra treated Stephanie almost like a queen, despite the fact that they spoke less than twenty words to each other for the rest of the day.
After brushing her hair, and applying a special oil to a warm bubble bath, which made Stephanie's skin feel extra silky, Saphirra helped Stephanie dry off, wrapping her in a fluffy robe and slippers. Once seated back in the chair in the dining area, Saphirra went about applying several different products to Stephanie's hair, and after a few more gentle strokes of the hairbrush, went about curling it.
After Stephanie's hair was curled, Saphirra unzipped her travel bag again, pulling out a makeup case, with various shades of eye shadows, lipsticks, blushes, brushes, etc., all inside, along with a black makeup bag. Stephanie usually didn't wear makeup outside a tad bit of eyeshadow and pale pink lipstick every now and again, but that was only when she was in the mood for it to be honest. Not protesting however, since this was all supposed to be part of Mark's surprise, Stephanie allowed Saphirra to apply the makeup to her face without resistance.
And it was a tedious process. Stephanie didn't even know that so much time and effort actually went into applying makeup.
Saphirra first applied several different creams, primers, foundations, concealers, blushes, and such to Stephanie's face, before going on to wax Stephanie's eyebrows. Applying the wax, Stephanie had a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach that Saphirra was going to take extra pleasure in ripping the hair right off of her face … and she was right.
Although Stephanie didn't yell out, she couldn't help but to wince, as it felt like her skin was still attached to the strips after she finished.
She then seemed to enjoy taking a set of tweezers and plucking extra harshly at the hairs the wax didn't get. After slyly extracting a small amount of revenge on Stephanie, Saphirra went about applying two different colors of eyeshadow to Stephanie's eyes, also using an eyeliner to the top and the corners, followed up with black mascara. Going on to her lips, now Saphirra applied the color Patisserie to them, finally finishing Stephanie's makeup.
For clothing, Saphirra picked out a sleeveless shimmery dark blue lurex top, of course, still without a bra, pairing it with a shiny black pair of leather pants, finishing with a black pair of leather platform boots.
Looking into the mirror at the finished product, Stephanie hardly recognized herself, which she guessed was the purpose of her new look.
Her hair had tons of loose curls all throughout, giving her a very sexy, just rolled out of bed look, her eyebrows were arched, her lips were a glossy nude pink color, the crease of her eyelids were silver, while the lids themselves were blue; her eyes seemed to pop from the black mascara, and the pink around her cheeks seemed to make her entire face glow.
Looking at her attire, the shirt fit Stephanie like a glove, the leather pants she wore weren't necessarily tight, but they were form fitting, and the heels only added to her height of five feet nine inches; the heel on her boots had to be at least four inches alone.
Did she like the new look? She didn't know. It was definitely … different. Of course she had to get used to it. She just hoped Mark didn't think that this was going to be an everyday thing. The curls, maybe, but the attire …
Saphirra then handed Steph two different egg blue colored boxes, with a white satin ribbon tied onto each, the printing on top displaying Tiffany & Co. Inside the box one was a set of small silver hoop earrings. In the box two were two platinum bangles with six heart locks surrounding each one of them.
While the earrings were dainty and light, the bangles felt heavy, and quite frankly, expensive. On the inside she noticed an inscription inside both bangles: For Mrs. Calaway.
Smiling to herself, Stephanie was almost moved to tears. She wasn't expecting a lot of expensive gifts from Mark, but he was seemingly trying to become a better husband. He wasn't the type to come out and directly show his emotions, but she did appreciate the fact the he was striving in truly making her feel like his wife.
After clasping both bracelets closed and putting in her earrings, Stephanie looked at herself in the mirror once again, this time from different angles.
Turning side to side in the mirror, Stephanie determined that she still looked like herself, but she just wasn't giving off the innocent vibe anymore; she honestly looked like she was twenty two, but as if she was going out to a club or something. Girls in Greenwich usually didn't dress like this, unless they planned to go clubbing in New York City to impress some guy or something.
Afterwards, Saphirra came back in and told Stephanie that a car would be downstairs in five minutes to transport them to the San Diego Sports Arena, Stephanie, beyond nervous now.
For one, she didn't know how people were going to react to her new look. Of course, JR and King would definitely be surprised, along with her godfather Pat, and Jerry, and would undoubtedly blame Mark for Stephanie's new grown up look, but what would the other superstars and Divas think?
Of course there'd be whispers about her new appearance, but would they immediately figure out that she and Mark had sex?
After the car arrived downstairs, Stephanie balanced herself on her high heels, walking to the elevator, while Saphirra walked dreadfully in tow. Going through the lobby, Stephanie didn't think she quite fit the look of a prostitute, but she was definitely attracting stares from various individuals; she just couldn't tell if they were good or bad.
Once inside the car, the driver drove Stephanie and Saphirra the twelve minute drive across town to the arena. Apart from the fact that Saphirra seemed to be staring a black hole through her, Stephanie couldn't shake the feeling that doing this maybe wasn't the right idea.
She was pretty much sure that Vince was going to be at the show tonight, and maybe if she just explained to him that she had fallen in love with Mark …
"Never mind. What am I thinking? If he doesn't try to kill Mark himself tonight, he'll soon disown me! Then what?"
As the limo drove around to the back of the arena, Stephanie sighed and made it up in her mind to finally go through with what she and Mark had planned out and that was deceive everyone. It was simply too late to turn back now, and if she did, would she risk alienating affection of her husband?
After the car came to a stop, the chauffeur opened the door for both ladies, and immediately when she got out, she saw Farooq and Bradshaw waiting for them.
"Does Mark not think I can't find my way around?"
Farooq and Bradshaw, who were obviously shocked at Stephanie's new appearance, both looked at each other in almost disbelief. Again, Stephanie could not actually tell if their incredulous looks were one of good disbelief or a bad disbelief.
Bradshaw, however, forever the smartass, began to mock Stephanie loudly as they were walking through the arena.
"Well, if it isn't Mrs. Lord of Darkness! I knew all those noises from that bedroom would get you come around. If I didn't know any better, I'd say Godfather was missing part of his lineup."
Appalled that Bradshaw had been so flippant with her lately, and quite frankly tired of his blatant disrespect to her, Stephanie had a flashback.
She was back at home in Texas, still on chore duty, when Lexi, and her sporty Brooklyn mouth, asked Stephanie while she was still serving them, "So, where's Mark? I haven't seen him hang out with his new chew toy all day."
Bradshaw, drunk, still holding on to a piece of cigar, suddenly sat up off the couch on the patio and said nastily, "Oh, don't worry about that Lexi, Mark's being real taken care of. See, he's downstairs with some real women," leaving his remark off with that signature howl of his.
And that did it for Stephanie!
Looking down at the ground, Stephanie turned around without any hesitation whatsoever, slapped Bradshaw as hard as she could, his hair flying in the wind from the impact alone! Stephanie slapped Bradshaw so hard an echo could be heard all the way down the hallway!
Turning his head from the slap, Farooq stood there a moment, mouth open, before letting out a very loud, "Damn!" Even Saphirra was shocked at how hard Stephanie had slapped Bradshaw!
Once Bradshaw turned his head back to Stephanie, he made a movement towards her, but Farooq stood in his way, however, Stephanie didn't back up not one inch.
"Hey man, hey man, easy, easy. Don't do nothing foolish now," Farooq warned, holding his best friend by his arms.
Bradshaw, with a fresh handprint on his face, steaming that Stephanie had slapped the taste right out of his mouth, held up a finger up to Stephanie's face, telling her, "You better be lucky Mark likes you, because if he didn't…"
Farooq, still holding Bradshaw, then told a wide eyed Saphirra, "Hey, take her to wherever she supposed to be while I try to cool this man down. Hurry up now!"
Grabbing Stephanie by the arm, Saphirra attempted to usher Steph to the Ministry's locker room, but Stephanie, tired of being pushed around, taken advantage, and made a fool out of, snatched her arm away from her, startling her all over again.
Once near the locker room area, Stephanie could feel the eyes of the several superstars, tech people, and stagehands all fall on her. She was so upset from having to slap Bradshaw, she honestly had forgotten how she was dressed.
For a moment, she thought that maybe everyone was staring at Saphirra, who was dressed in leather black corset, with skin tight leather purple jeans to match, but once she heard, "Is that Stephanie," she knew that for the rest of the night, she was going to be the talk of the locker room.
Walking to a door that said "Undertaker" on a name plate, Stephanie stormed into the room, startling the rest of the Ministry. Everyone seemed all dressed for the show tonight, and Taker, with his long hair in a ponytail at the top, and the rest of his now curly hair spread across his shoulders, looked at both Stephanie, then turned her head to Saphirra, who was still in shock herself, mouth agape, looking wide eyed at Stephanie.
Just when Taker was about to open his mouth to ask why Stephanie was so huff and puff, the door to the locker room burst open again, this time led by Bradshaw, then Farooq, and Bradshaw did not look happy.
Noticing that Bradshaw was sporting a very visible handprint across the right side of his face, Taker looked down at the floor and chuckled a bit, shaking his head.
Realizing what his wife must have done, for whatever reason she had done it, silently pleased Taker to know end, knowing that Stephanie was getting so worked up. She was finally showing her aggression, and it pleased him very much.
Lifting his head up from the floor now, Taker regarded the rest of his Ministry, speaking to them slowly.
"The show starts in five minutes. Let the chaos begin."