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After they were through eating, Chris introduced Lori to several more people. Once again, they ran into Mark and Sara Calloway and it was decided that Lori would remain with them during Chris's match later in the evening. The two couples decided also that they would hang out together during the show in the Calloway's locker room. Sara and Lori seemed to hit it off quite well once Chris spilled the 'proverbial' beans regarding the twins.

"Twins!" Sara had exclaimed as Mark mouthed the word in unison.

"How soon?" Mark asked after a moment had passed.

"In late July," Chris shared.

"That's wonderful, congratulations!" Mark responded.

Fast forward to a half hour later...

"Well, I guess I had better go and get ready for my match," Chris announced shortly after nine.

"OK, well I'll see you later then," Lori told him as he kissed her cheek in farewell.

After he'd gone, Mark asked, "Do you want to watch your man wrestle, Lori?"

"Not really," Lori shook her head no.

"Oh?" Sara looked confused.

Lori realized that the Calloways were in the dark on the romance angle that Chris was to play, "He had to kiss Trish during his match," She explained simply.

"Ah!" Sara responded, "I remember what it was like watching Mark do an angle with Stephanie MacMahon a few years ago." Mark rolled his eyes in disgust as Sara continued, "We were only dating then but I hated it. I watched it even though it was hard. Thankfully, he never had to kiss her." Sara paused and regarded Lori before finishing, "But I've known Chris a few years now, I see the way he looks at you and girl, you've got nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Lori mumbled but couldn't shake the bad feeling she had about the match nonetheless.

"Thankfully, my man isn't really the type they use in romance angles," Sara chuckled glancing over at her husband.

"Woman, what do you mean by saying: I'm not the type?" Mark snapped at her his Irish temper threatening to surface, "I could do one if they wanted me too."

"I know dear," Sara smiled and kissed him, which quickly seemed to pacify the great giant of a man.

Lori chuckled as she observed the pair, "I've changed my mind; I think I want to watch the match after all."

"You're sure?" Sara blinked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Lori nodded quickly while inwardly thinking, 'I'm not too sure that Trish doesn't have feelings for Chris; I just have to be sure.'

"OK, he's coming out now," Mark indicated as he un-muted the television monitor.