Chapter 3: A Night on the Town
When Jeff pulled up at Sully's, Matt's mustang was already parked out front. Matt and Kelly were nowhere to be seen. They must already be inside. Jeff turned off the car and was on my side of the car with my door open and his hand out to help me out before I even realized it.
"Thank you, sir."
"You are most welcome, my lady," he replied.
My lady! My lady! Oh my God! I know he's just saying it to be polite, but Jeff Hardy just called me his lady!
We entered the bar and immediately a rowdy group of men hollered at us. It was such an odd sight, three tables full of men, and in the middle of them all was Kelly – laughing, smiling, and dancing with the whole lot of them. Kelly, you are so crazy. I'll be carrying her out of this bar by the end of the night. At least she's having fun.
"Are you alright? Is this okay? Did you want to go somewhere else?" Jeff worriedly inquired.
His sweet accent caught my attention and I returned his questions with an endearing smile. "I'm great! Everyone looks like they're having so much fun." I yelled over the music.
Jeff placed his hand on the small of my back and proceeded to lead me through the room, towards the raucous group of men and Kelly. The DJ played a slow song and Kelly now had the attention of all the men as she danced seductively from table to table. Note to self: Videotape Kelly's seductive striptease and play for her at the height of the hangover hell she's sure to feel tomorrow.
"Nice to see you could make it, Jeff." Bradshaw said.
"Hey, Jeff." Chris Jericho added.
Oh my God, Chris Jericho!
"Jeff! It's about time, What took y'all so long?" Matt asked.
Kelly came over to me and whispered in my ear, "These guys are too much fun!"
"You look like you're having fun. Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I questioned her.
"Yeah, of course I know what I'm doing. You worry too much." Kelly responded.
"I just don't want you to get hurt because someone got the wrong impression." I tried to explain.
"I'll be fine. And for a change of subject, how was the drive over?" She had a playful grin on her face.
"It was good. Jeff is a real gentleman."
"And?"
"And what?
"Well, what happened? What did you talk about?" She is worse than the Spanish Inquisition.
"We didn't really talk about anything. He put his hand on my leg, but that's it."
"I knew it! What did I tell you?"
By this time, Jeff had gone over to talk to the other WWF Superstars. He must have seen me roll my eyes as Kelly went off, talking about her newly found status as the "all-knowing Kelly."
