Shortly before nine the doorbell rang and Lita answered the door to find Edge and Jericho on the other side. "Come on in." she told them with a smile. "Matt toss them a drink!"

Jericho walked in catching the beer that Matt tossed him. "Hey, Matt. Where's the guest of honor?"

"Right here, Chris." Kayla called walking out of the bedroom. She was dressed simply in jeans, a tank top and boots, her hair pulled up in a ponytail but her beauty took Chris aback. Kayla noticed Jericho staring at her and looked down at herself. "What's wrong? Do I have something stuck in my teeth?"

Y2J laughed and shook his head. "No, you look good."

"Thank you." Kayla smiled back at him before proceeding to the kitchen where she fixed herself a rum and coke.

"I see you drink with the ladies hmmm?" Jericho teased lightly.

"At times. But if you wanna get down to business and do some shots I'm game." Kayla replied her eyes challenging him.

"You're on, but let's wait until Edge gets here. He'll pout if we start without him." Chris informed her.

"All right but don't think you're getting out of it." Kayla mocked shaking a finger at him.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Chris assured her.

Shortly after nine just long enough to be fashionably late, Edge arrived ready to party. Soon Jericho had informed him of Kayla's challenged and the three were gathered around the table.

"What's your pleasure, my lady?" Edge inquired gesturing towards the array of bottles before them.

"Let's start with some good old Southern Comfort." Kayla replied picking up the bottle and filling each of their glasses.

"If any of you puke on my carpet I'm gonna kill you." Matt warned them good-naturedly.

"Don't worry." Chris assured him. "I can hold my liquor." Chris raised his glass. "Bottoms up."

Soon all the wrestlers were quite drunk. Matt and Lita and retreated to Matt's bedroom and were not expected to be seen for the rest of the night. Kayla was discovering that while Edge was funny sober he was hilarious drunk. He had his audience rolling.

Kayla reached for the bottle. "What do you say we do one more shot?"

Jeff shook his head. "I don't know if that's a good idea, Kayla. I'm drunk and you three are worse."

"Aw, Come on, Jeffy," Kayla pouted, "One more won' hurt."

Jeff laughed and shook his head. "Don't say I didn't warn you." He watched as they chose Captain Morgan for the last shot of the night and shook his head as they tossed them back.

Jeff broke into hysterics when just moments later Chris Jericho was running for the bathroom and not long after the door closed he could be heard emptying his stomach.

"Guess he couldn't hold his liquor after all." Edge smirked. The blond climbed to his feet and staggered drunkenly. "I don't think I'm going anywhere huh, Skittles?"

"No," Jeff agreed, "You're not. Park your ass on the couch and I'll find some extra blankets." When he returned with the blankets Edge was stretched out on the couch and Chris was passed out in the recliner. He looked around for Kayla and smiled affectionately when he found her standing in the kitchen slumped over the counter. Jeff threw a blanket to Edge and after covering Jericho up headed over to Kayla.

"Hey, Beautiful," Jeff called softly reaching out to pull her upright, "Are you awake."

"Yup." Kayla told him grinning, "I just can't stand up straight anymore."

"I think it's past your bed time, young lady." Jeff told her guiding her towards his bedroom.

"Aw, Jeff!" Kayla started to pout.

"Don't 'aw, Jeff,' me." He told her. "You've had enough." He opened the bedroom door and nudged her towards the bed. "It's sleepy time for you."

Kayla shook her head. "I don't wanna sleep." Kayla told him wrapping her arms and his neck.

"And just what do you want to do?" Jeff asked putting his arms around her to steady her.

"This." Before he could react Kayla reached up and pressed her lips to his before passing out in his arms.

Jeff looked down at the unconscious girl in his arms. "You would have to pass out huh?" Jeff picked her up and trying not to look took off her jeans and pulled on a pair of sweats before tucking her into bed. He turned to go but stopped when someone grabbed his hand.

Jeff turned to find Kayla's eyes on him and his hand in hers. "Stay with me." She asked him sleepily.

Jeff nodded and stripping down to his boxers climbed in bed wrapping her in his arms. Soon they were both asleep.