The crowd gasped and some began to cheer as she dropped the mic and let go of David's hand. With the commentators saying things like "What does she want with David?", she left him standing in the middle of the ring, shocked as the show went to commercial.

Darelle walked backstage and met up with Stephanie and Lita. They both hugged her and Stephanie then said, "You are now in the viewer's eyes! Good job!"

"Thanks. But, it's not much. I only said "My name's Darelle." Not much!" She answered.

Lita then spoke up. "Uh...you got him mesmerized! It looked so real! David must be a good actor!"

A voice then came out of nowhere. "He might not be acting!" The ladies turned around and came face to face with a smiling Ric Flair. He then patted Darelle on the shoulder and said to her, "Darelle, I think my son's in love with you."

Lita and Stephanie squealed in delight but, quickly stopped when they saw David walking towards them. He gave them a weird look. "What? You guys can squeal around me?"

Darelle quickly made up an excuse. "Naw, it's just that it's a girl thing."

David mocked them in a girly voice. "Like make-up? And clothes? Oooh!"

"Hey!!!" The trio said in unision and shoved him. He stumbled back a bit as Ric walked off, laughing. The night went on. Darelle went to her locker room and got back into her regular clothes. She then plopped onto her couch and thought about David. Had he really liked her? She felt so confused. She didn't know if she liked him in that way. With those thoughts, she drifted off.

"Is she asleep?" asked a dumbfounded Jeff Hardy.

"No shit sherlock!" whispered Matt Hardy, rolling his eyes at his younger brother. Jeff shrugged it off.

Rey Mysterio Jr. looked around at the group and then asked, "Who's gonna wake her up?" Everybody looked around at eachother until Trish stepped up.

"I'll do it." She said. Trish walked closer to a sleeping Darelle on the black leather couch. She shook her lightly until her green eyes opened.

"Huh?" asked a confused and tired Darelle.

"Wake up. We've got some fun things to do!" exclaimed Trish. Darelle sat up, yawned and stretched. The group watched her. She yawned again and then talked.

"I don't think I can go tonight, guys. I'm not in the mood. I'll go next time, ok?" She said.

"Want me to stay with you?" David suggested. Without thinking, she nodded. The others said their byes and left for the night club. david shut the door after them and sat down beside Darelle on the couch. "Are you alright?" He asked.

She just realized that David was the one staying with her. Darelle began to think of excuses. "Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking. I have a friend back home, her name is..." She took a quick look around the room and saw the poster for the next pay-per-view Armageddon. On it was Torrie and a few superstars. "Her name is Torrie. No relation to our Torrie Wilson. Anyways, it's this big guy problem. Somebody told her that this guy named Daniel likes her and she doesn't know if she likes him. She called me up after the show and told me about it. She needs my help but, I don't know what to tell her." Darelle explained. David listened and then put in his suggestion.

"Well, maybe Torrie has to get to know Daniel. To see if she really does like him. It's the only way."

"You really think that?" asked an astonished Darelle.

"Yes, I do." answered David.

"Wow. That's the first time I've ever heard a guy say that. The guys back home are so stupid and they'd never think of stuff like that. Thanks David." said Darelle.

"No problem." He answered. "So, what do you want to do now? Well, because your problem's now solved." added David.

"Let's just talk."

And that's what they did.