Hunter walked out the door and continued down the hallway. He didn't even know where to go. He just knew he had to get away from her. How in the hell can she ruin a perfect moment like THAT? What the hell was her problem? He just needed to be away from her - far away. He pushed the elevator button. His hands rummaged through his hair. He slammed the button again. "God damn fucken elevator!" he walked away and took the steps down. The bar was still open. Hunter wasn't one for drinking - but right now he needed the strongest thing they had to offer. He walked in brushing off everyone who came his way. Now was not the time to fuck with him. He grabbed a stool and sat down. The bartender came over. Before she can even ask what he wanted, he let her know Jack Daniels. He has not had a shot of that in over a year. How he was going to regret it in the morning. "Oh fuck it, I'm off anyways." he uttered. The bartender sat it down in front of him. He placed his finger in before bringing it to his lips. "Just what I need." He washed it down like it was water and ordered another. "Eat you heart out Stratus... what a fucking cunt." He was cut short when he seen Trish walking up next too him.

"Hmmm, I take it the talk with Stephanie didn't go to well?"

He really didn't want to be bothered right now. But being rude to someone was not his thing. Especially when they had nothing to do with what went on.

"You don't even want to know Trish. You don't even wanna know."

"Can I ask?"

"Have you ever tried making love to your partner and they say something that totally ruins the moment? Something uncalled for, that is completely absurb?"

"No....don't think so."

"You know what she said? We're in the middle of something great and wham she comes off with 'Eat your heart out Stratus".

"Your kidding me right? Please say your kidding?"

"Does it look like I am?" he slammed his second shot down. "I went off on her. I can't believe she is THAT jealous of you! I got dressed, slammed the door and here I am. I don't even wanna go back. You should of seen the look she gave me when I was leaving. It looked like she wanted to kill. I'm suprised she is not down here by now."

"I don't know what to say Hunter. Maybe us working together isn't such a good idea. All it's doing is causing problems and I don't want that to happen."

"That's the whole point dammit. It's only work. Who do I go home with everynight? Who do I spend my time with? Who do I fuck for crying outloud?"

"I hope the opposite gender." I giggled.

"You always find a way to turn something bad into something humerous dont ya?"

"I sure try. Come on you and I both know you don't want to be here, drinking that harsh stuff. Go back up there, and just go to bed if you have too. If she see's you down here especially talking to me then you'll have a problem. Let's not make it worse then it already is."

"I don't need a babysitter Trish."

"No, but sometimes guidinence can be a help. Come on get up."

"Alright, alright! But if she starts throwing things at my head, your the blame." he chuckled.

"Ok deal. I'll walk up with you."

They walked over to the elevators and went upstairs. Trish went to her room and Hunter went to his....afraid of what might come flying at his head.