Chapter 17:
"So did you want to go through the drive-thru or go inside?" Rene asked Jean as they reached Wendys.
"Um, I really don't care," Jean admitted. "I think we'd be fine inside though because I'm definitely not well-known at all, and they're not going to expect to see a WWE wrestler with some random girl at Wendy's."
Rene laughed. "I suppose when you put it that way," he joked as he pulled into a parking space. "Inside it is then." He quickly made his way around the car after he got out of his door to open Jean's door for her and then he shut it behind her as she stood up.
"Why thank you kind sir," she said and did a mock curtsey.
"You're quite welcome my lady," Rene said and bowed.
Jean laughed and headed towards the door to the restaurant with Rene following behind her. "So how did you feel about your match tonight?"
"Great! We won, and that makes me really happy! It's nice to be able to win every once in awhile, especially since we're such a new team."
"Yeah, I can understand how that goes. It must be frustrating to know that you could beat the other team if the moves weren't completely scripted."
"Oh yes, there really are no words to describe that," Rene said, rolling his eyes. "But then again, it's better to have everything scripted because then there are no grey areas and everyone knows exactly what's going to happen from the outset. It can get really bad if someone makes a minor mistake though. That's how people get injured. Especially if they land wrong or if they do something as minor as setting a foot wrong when they go to do a move," Rene's face darkened as he remembered some of the injuries he'd seen.
"Really? Well, that's not really too surprising I guess. Has anything like that happened to you?" Jean asked curiously.
"No, I've been lucky so far, but I've seen some really bad injuries happen. There was a guy who was in the indy federation with me a couple years ago who went to do a swanton bomb and he missed the guy that he was aiming for because he hesitated when he jumped and he broke his neck and was paralyzed," Rene said sadly.
"Oh my God," Jean said, shocked. "That's awful."
"Oh I know," Rene said. "I was supposed to have the match after him, but after that accident, they just ended the show. They refunded the ticket price to everyone in attendance because that had only been the second match on the card."
Jean shook her head slowly. "I really hope that doesn't happen to Matt or Jeff. I don't know how well I could handle that if either of them were to get injured. They've been there for me through so much and I hate to think of either of them getting hurt like that."
Rene nodded. "I know exactly how you feel. You're just in shock after something like that happens because you know how easily it could happen to you, but you can't give in and admit it to yourself because that's just setting yourself up to have an accident. You have to be completely confident in every move that you make, because if you start to doubt yourself it only takes a split second to screw up a move and that's a life or death thing sometimes, especially when you do aerial moves like your cousin and Lita do."
Jean nodded and started to say something when she was interrupted.
"Hi, and welcome to Wendy's. What can I get for you today?"
"Um, why don't you go ahead Rene, I don't know what I want," Jean said, motioning for him to step forward.
"Okay. I'll have a spicy chicken meal with a coke," Rene said, smiling at the waitress.
"Okay. Would you like anything else?" the cashier asked, smiling at Rene and blatantly checking him out as she rang up his order.
"Well, whatever she wants," Rene said, looking over at Jean.
"Oh no, I can pay for my own," Jean said, shaking her head at him.
"I don't think so," Rene said. "I asked you out, and I'm paying. Now order your food and be nice!"
"Well fine then, be that way," Jean said and stuck her tongue out at him. She turned to face the cashier, and raised an eyebrow at the way the cashier was blatantly checking Rene out, and not at all paying attention to her. "Excuse me," she said softly, and waited until the girl turned back towards her with flushed cheeks as she realized that she'd been caught. "I'd like the same thing he ordered, but with a sprite."
"Sure, is that everything then?" The girl was obviously embarrassed to have been caught staring at Rene judging from how flushed her cheeks were.
"That's it," Jean said.
"Your total is eight forty-seven. Is that going to be for here or to go?" she asked as she took the ten dollar bill Rene handed her.
Jean glanced at Rene who shrugged. "For here," she decided.
"Okay, I'll have that for you in just a minute," the girl said as she gave Rene his change, and then walked away.
"You can go ahead and sit down if you want," Rene told Jean.
"Oh, so the cashier can hit on you instead of just undressing you with her eyes?"
"What?" Rene asked, genuinely confused.
Jean shook her head. "That girl was all but drooling over you. Not that I can blame her," she finished with a wink.
Rene flushed as he realized the compliment that Jean had just given him. "Why thank you fair lady," he said and smiled at her.
"You're ever so welcome dear sir."
"Here you go. Have a nice night!" the girl said as she placed their food on the tray, without ever looking Rene or Jean in the eye.
"You too," Jean said, as she followed Rene to a table.
"So are you glad that you're a part of the WWE now?" Rene asked as he unwrapped his sandwich.
"Oh my gosh, yeah!" Jean said enthusiastically. "Tonight was so much fun! It was really exhilarating to actually be in the ring, and even though I really didn't do much of anything tonight, it was still such an adrenaline rush!"
"I know exactly how you feel. It's just an incredible feeling when you walk down to the ring, and you hear the cheers, or even the boos from the crowd because you know that they actually give a damn about you and who you are. As long as they're making noise, then you know that they have some feelings about you. It's when they're silent that you should worry," he said, smiling.
"Alright, so as long as people are making noise I should be happy."
"Oh definitely. So do you know how long you're going to be with Evolution?"
"No, I really don't. Vince said that I probably wouldn't be with them indefinitely, but he didn't give me a time frame, or tell me where I'd be going if I did leave them. I don't think that it'll be all that bad though. Randy seems pretty nice, so he should be easy enough to work with. I haven't met any of the other guys though, so that might be kind of interesting."
"Well, from what I've seen around the backstage area, Paul, Triple H, is okay most of the time, but when he gets into a fight with Stephanie you better run for cover because he's an asshole; Dave Batista is pretty quiet when he's not around the other guys, so I don't know that much about him but I haven't really heard anything bad; and from what I've heard although Ric Flair is a jackass a lot of the time, as long as he likes you he'll be nice to you, and I don't think that you should have a problem with that."
"Aw, thanks," Jean said, blushing slightly.
"Excuse me," a child's voice said from somewhere behind Jean.
"Yes?" Rene asked, looking down at him.
"You're on Raw aren't you?" the little boy asked excitedly. He looked to be about nine years old, wearing an Evolution 'Paid, Laid, and Made' t-shirt and jeans.
"Um, yeah," Rene said quietly, hoping that this wouldn't turn into a mob scene.
"I knew I was right!" he said happily, bouncing up and down. "You were really good tonight! You're pretty too." he said looking at Jean. "But why did you have to hurt Jeff and Lita like that?"
"Well, Jeff and Lita know that I love them, but my place right now is with Randy and the rest of Evolution," Jean said quickly, latching on to the answer that made the most sense.
"Oh," the little boy said quietly. "But if you're with Randy, then why are you here with him?"
"We're just hanging out and getting dinner because Randy had a meeting with Eric Bischoff after the show," Rene explained.
"Oh. Does he know you're with HIM?" the little boy asked, making a face at Rene. "He's just a stuck up French guy."
Jean laughed. "Yeah, but he's not that bad once you get to know him. But yes, Randy knows I'm with him, so it's not a big deal."
"That's cool then. Randy's awesome and I don't want to see you hurt him!" the little boy said seriously, staring Jean down.
"I can promise you that I won't do anything to hurt Randy's feelings," Jean said, trying not to laugh at the boy's earnest face.
"Good," he said happily. "Can I get your autograph?"
"Um, yeah," Jean said, digging through her purse to look for a pen. She finally found one and grabbed an unused napkin from the pile. "What's your name?"
"Jason," he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "I wanna be a wrestler when I grow up!" he told them seriously. "I wanna be just like Randy and Triple H!"
"Well, if you start training and you do really well, then one day you'll be great, just like them," Jean said, smiling down at him as she signed the autograph 'To Jason, a great Evolution fan! -'Princess' Jean Hardy'. "There you go!" she said, handing him the napkin.
"Thanks!" he said happily, then ran back to his parents who smiled indulgently at their son as he proudly showed off his autograph.
"Well, that was interesting," Jean said thoughtfully. "I wonder why I'm with you since you're such a dumb French guy," she teased Rene.
"I don't know either," he replied. "After all, I'm just not as good as Randy."
They both looked at each other and laughed before returning to their food.
"That was cool though," Jean said. "That just like made my day to know that someone wanted my autograph."
"Yeah, it's a terrific feeling," Rene agreed.
"It just makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside," Jean said with a grin.
"What?" Rene asked, completely confused.
Jean laughed. "You know how when you were a little kid you had a stuffed animal to cuddle with? Well, back then what it took for me to be happy was to be warm and have your fuzzy animal to cuddle with, so my friends and I always joked around that when something made you happy it made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside."
"Oh, okay," Rene said as he grasped her point. "That's a cute saying."
"I always thought it was," Jean said happily as she finished her food. "I'm going to go to the bathroom so I'll be right back," she told him, excusing herself from the table.
"Sure thing," Rene said, smiling at her as she walked away, and then he went back to her food.
"Hey."
He heard a female voice say to him, and he turned to his left to see the girl who'd been working at the counter when they ordered their food.
"Hi," he said, completely confused.
"Look, I know that you're probably with that girl who just went to the bathroom, but just in case you're not and you get bored later, here's my cell phone number. I get off at midnight, so just give me a call," the girl said as she handed him a piece of paper and winked at him as she walked off, swinging her hips. "My name's Andrea just so you know."
Rene stared at the girl in complete confusion, then dropped the piece of paper into the trash pile on the tray. He didn't want anyone else but Jean, and he had no clue why the girl thought that he'd want her number. "Well, on second thought," he said, grabbing it and crumpling it into a little ball and then sticking it into his pocket so that Jean wouldn't see it and get upset with the girl. He made a mental note to throw it out once they got back to the hotel. "You ready?" he asked Jean as she made her way back to the table.
"Yup," she said, grabbing her purse from the table.
"Well, let's go then," he said, picking up the tray with the trash and walking towards the exit, via the nearest trash can. He winced inwardly as the girl at the register winked as he held the door open for Jean and reminded himself to throw out her phone number after they got back. "So where to now?" he asked as they got back into the car.
"Um, I don't really care, but I'm pretty tired so I would prefer something that doesn't require a lot of energy," Jean said.
"So...movie in the hotel room?" Rene suggested.
"Works for me," Jean said happily as she started flipping through stations on the radio as Rene prepared to drive to the hotel. She found a song she liked and started singing along with it happily.
"Hey, isn't this your entrance music?" Rene asked, looking at her.
"Yeah, it's Trapt's 'Headstrong'," Jean told him. "I figure that it fits me well enough."
Rene laughed. "Yes, it would seem to," he teased.
Jean shrugged. "Yeah well, what can ya do?"
"Nothing I guess."
"Yeah, basically."
The two chatted about minor things on the way back to the hotel, and Jean found out that Rene's favorite actor was Johnny Depp, his favorite movie was "Blow", and his favorite band was the Rolling Stones, while Rene found out that Jean's favorite actor was Matt Damon, her favorite movie was "West Side Story", and her favorite band was Linkin Park. Once they arrived back at the hotel they elected to go to Jean's room since it would be bigger since she was sharing a suite with Matt, Amy, and Jeff. The two entered the room, expecting loud people running around, but entered to silence.
"Wow, I wonder where they're at," Jean said, surprised at their absence. "Oh wait," she said, as she saw the note on the nightstand. She quickly read it, then shaking her head she turned to Rene. "They went out to a club, so they'll be pouring themselves into bed sometime around dawn probably. We've got a couple hours of peace and quiet to watch the movie then."
"That's cool," Rene said, smiling as he realized that meant that he would get to spend more time alone with the girl that he was quickly falling for, and would dearly love to have as his girlfriend. "So what movie did you want to watch?"
"Um, what are my options?" Jean asked as Rene turned on the hotel's in-room movie service and started looking through the options.
"Uh, 'Bringing Down The House', 'Tears of the Sun', 'Bend It Like Beckham', 'Willard', 'Boat Trip'," Rene listed off the options.
"Definitely 'Bend It Like Beckham'," Jean said enthusiastically. "I LOVE that movie!"
"Okay then," Rene said laughing as he ordered the movie. He sat down on the couch to watch the movie and smiled happily as Jean sat down next to him and put her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her and once they were both comfortable they settled down to watch the movie. Two hours later, he stretched slightly as the movie ended, and he turned off the tv. He enjoyed the movie a lot more than he expected, considering the fact that the previews had made it look pretty odd, but considering his company, he supposed it wasn't too surprising. He smiled as he looked down at Jean, who had fallen asleep about an hour into the movie and hadn't moved since. He tried to get up without waking her, but as he tried to ease away she murmured a complaint. He shook his head and laughed silently. *She's as stubborn when she's asleep as she is when she's awake!* he thought to himself. *Well, I'll just lay her and hold her for a little bit...after all, there's no harm done in that. I'm not that tired so I'll just stay here until everyone else gets back.* Rene slowly eased himself down to a prone position on the couch with Jean stretched out in front of him, and he draped an arm around her waist as he thought about how his life had changed ever since she'd entered it. He was so much happier now than he had been three weeks ago when he'd met her, and it was all because of her. He was becoming friends with several of the wrestlers that he'd never thought would give him the time of day, and he was hoping that Jean would shortly become his girlfriend. *I'm going to ask her soon.* he told himself. *Maybe next week after Raw. I would do it tomorrow, because I really want to, but I don't want to rush things. It'd be better to give her time to think about everything and make her decision.* He smiled as he made his decision to ask her next week, and with those happy thoughts he drifted off to sleep.
He and Jean were both completely asleep three hours later when Amy and Jeff walked into the room, supporting a completely drunk Matt. The two quickly took Matt into the separate bedroom and laid him down on the bed so that he could sleep, then walked back out to look at the sleeping pair.
"Aw, they're so cute," Amy whispered to Jeff.
"Yeah, they really are," he admitted softly. "I hope he knows that if he hurts her there's going to be hell to pay."
"I'm sure he does," Amy said. "Well, anyway, we'll just let them sleep because I don't want to wake them up. They look too adorable for that."
Jeff rolled his eyes at Amy's sentimentality. "Alright dear. They'll be paying for it in the morning though," he predicted. "That couch didn't look too comfortable."
Amy shook her head. "Typical male," she complained. She disappeared into the bedroom and came back out with a blanket that she draped over the two. "There," she said happily. "This way they won't get cold during the night."
"Good night Amy," Jeff said, grinning at her efforts.
"Night Jeff," Amy said as she went back to her room to deal with her trashed boyfriend.
"So did you want to go through the drive-thru or go inside?" Rene asked Jean as they reached Wendys.
"Um, I really don't care," Jean admitted. "I think we'd be fine inside though because I'm definitely not well-known at all, and they're not going to expect to see a WWE wrestler with some random girl at Wendy's."
Rene laughed. "I suppose when you put it that way," he joked as he pulled into a parking space. "Inside it is then." He quickly made his way around the car after he got out of his door to open Jean's door for her and then he shut it behind her as she stood up.
"Why thank you kind sir," she said and did a mock curtsey.
"You're quite welcome my lady," Rene said and bowed.
Jean laughed and headed towards the door to the restaurant with Rene following behind her. "So how did you feel about your match tonight?"
"Great! We won, and that makes me really happy! It's nice to be able to win every once in awhile, especially since we're such a new team."
"Yeah, I can understand how that goes. It must be frustrating to know that you could beat the other team if the moves weren't completely scripted."
"Oh yes, there really are no words to describe that," Rene said, rolling his eyes. "But then again, it's better to have everything scripted because then there are no grey areas and everyone knows exactly what's going to happen from the outset. It can get really bad if someone makes a minor mistake though. That's how people get injured. Especially if they land wrong or if they do something as minor as setting a foot wrong when they go to do a move," Rene's face darkened as he remembered some of the injuries he'd seen.
"Really? Well, that's not really too surprising I guess. Has anything like that happened to you?" Jean asked curiously.
"No, I've been lucky so far, but I've seen some really bad injuries happen. There was a guy who was in the indy federation with me a couple years ago who went to do a swanton bomb and he missed the guy that he was aiming for because he hesitated when he jumped and he broke his neck and was paralyzed," Rene said sadly.
"Oh my God," Jean said, shocked. "That's awful."
"Oh I know," Rene said. "I was supposed to have the match after him, but after that accident, they just ended the show. They refunded the ticket price to everyone in attendance because that had only been the second match on the card."
Jean shook her head slowly. "I really hope that doesn't happen to Matt or Jeff. I don't know how well I could handle that if either of them were to get injured. They've been there for me through so much and I hate to think of either of them getting hurt like that."
Rene nodded. "I know exactly how you feel. You're just in shock after something like that happens because you know how easily it could happen to you, but you can't give in and admit it to yourself because that's just setting yourself up to have an accident. You have to be completely confident in every move that you make, because if you start to doubt yourself it only takes a split second to screw up a move and that's a life or death thing sometimes, especially when you do aerial moves like your cousin and Lita do."
Jean nodded and started to say something when she was interrupted.
"Hi, and welcome to Wendy's. What can I get for you today?"
"Um, why don't you go ahead Rene, I don't know what I want," Jean said, motioning for him to step forward.
"Okay. I'll have a spicy chicken meal with a coke," Rene said, smiling at the waitress.
"Okay. Would you like anything else?" the cashier asked, smiling at Rene and blatantly checking him out as she rang up his order.
"Well, whatever she wants," Rene said, looking over at Jean.
"Oh no, I can pay for my own," Jean said, shaking her head at him.
"I don't think so," Rene said. "I asked you out, and I'm paying. Now order your food and be nice!"
"Well fine then, be that way," Jean said and stuck her tongue out at him. She turned to face the cashier, and raised an eyebrow at the way the cashier was blatantly checking Rene out, and not at all paying attention to her. "Excuse me," she said softly, and waited until the girl turned back towards her with flushed cheeks as she realized that she'd been caught. "I'd like the same thing he ordered, but with a sprite."
"Sure, is that everything then?" The girl was obviously embarrassed to have been caught staring at Rene judging from how flushed her cheeks were.
"That's it," Jean said.
"Your total is eight forty-seven. Is that going to be for here or to go?" she asked as she took the ten dollar bill Rene handed her.
Jean glanced at Rene who shrugged. "For here," she decided.
"Okay, I'll have that for you in just a minute," the girl said as she gave Rene his change, and then walked away.
"You can go ahead and sit down if you want," Rene told Jean.
"Oh, so the cashier can hit on you instead of just undressing you with her eyes?"
"What?" Rene asked, genuinely confused.
Jean shook her head. "That girl was all but drooling over you. Not that I can blame her," she finished with a wink.
Rene flushed as he realized the compliment that Jean had just given him. "Why thank you fair lady," he said and smiled at her.
"You're ever so welcome dear sir."
"Here you go. Have a nice night!" the girl said as she placed their food on the tray, without ever looking Rene or Jean in the eye.
"You too," Jean said, as she followed Rene to a table.
"So are you glad that you're a part of the WWE now?" Rene asked as he unwrapped his sandwich.
"Oh my gosh, yeah!" Jean said enthusiastically. "Tonight was so much fun! It was really exhilarating to actually be in the ring, and even though I really didn't do much of anything tonight, it was still such an adrenaline rush!"
"I know exactly how you feel. It's just an incredible feeling when you walk down to the ring, and you hear the cheers, or even the boos from the crowd because you know that they actually give a damn about you and who you are. As long as they're making noise, then you know that they have some feelings about you. It's when they're silent that you should worry," he said, smiling.
"Alright, so as long as people are making noise I should be happy."
"Oh definitely. So do you know how long you're going to be with Evolution?"
"No, I really don't. Vince said that I probably wouldn't be with them indefinitely, but he didn't give me a time frame, or tell me where I'd be going if I did leave them. I don't think that it'll be all that bad though. Randy seems pretty nice, so he should be easy enough to work with. I haven't met any of the other guys though, so that might be kind of interesting."
"Well, from what I've seen around the backstage area, Paul, Triple H, is okay most of the time, but when he gets into a fight with Stephanie you better run for cover because he's an asshole; Dave Batista is pretty quiet when he's not around the other guys, so I don't know that much about him but I haven't really heard anything bad; and from what I've heard although Ric Flair is a jackass a lot of the time, as long as he likes you he'll be nice to you, and I don't think that you should have a problem with that."
"Aw, thanks," Jean said, blushing slightly.
"Excuse me," a child's voice said from somewhere behind Jean.
"Yes?" Rene asked, looking down at him.
"You're on Raw aren't you?" the little boy asked excitedly. He looked to be about nine years old, wearing an Evolution 'Paid, Laid, and Made' t-shirt and jeans.
"Um, yeah," Rene said quietly, hoping that this wouldn't turn into a mob scene.
"I knew I was right!" he said happily, bouncing up and down. "You were really good tonight! You're pretty too." he said looking at Jean. "But why did you have to hurt Jeff and Lita like that?"
"Well, Jeff and Lita know that I love them, but my place right now is with Randy and the rest of Evolution," Jean said quickly, latching on to the answer that made the most sense.
"Oh," the little boy said quietly. "But if you're with Randy, then why are you here with him?"
"We're just hanging out and getting dinner because Randy had a meeting with Eric Bischoff after the show," Rene explained.
"Oh. Does he know you're with HIM?" the little boy asked, making a face at Rene. "He's just a stuck up French guy."
Jean laughed. "Yeah, but he's not that bad once you get to know him. But yes, Randy knows I'm with him, so it's not a big deal."
"That's cool then. Randy's awesome and I don't want to see you hurt him!" the little boy said seriously, staring Jean down.
"I can promise you that I won't do anything to hurt Randy's feelings," Jean said, trying not to laugh at the boy's earnest face.
"Good," he said happily. "Can I get your autograph?"
"Um, yeah," Jean said, digging through her purse to look for a pen. She finally found one and grabbed an unused napkin from the pile. "What's your name?"
"Jason," he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "I wanna be a wrestler when I grow up!" he told them seriously. "I wanna be just like Randy and Triple H!"
"Well, if you start training and you do really well, then one day you'll be great, just like them," Jean said, smiling down at him as she signed the autograph 'To Jason, a great Evolution fan! -'Princess' Jean Hardy'. "There you go!" she said, handing him the napkin.
"Thanks!" he said happily, then ran back to his parents who smiled indulgently at their son as he proudly showed off his autograph.
"Well, that was interesting," Jean said thoughtfully. "I wonder why I'm with you since you're such a dumb French guy," she teased Rene.
"I don't know either," he replied. "After all, I'm just not as good as Randy."
They both looked at each other and laughed before returning to their food.
"That was cool though," Jean said. "That just like made my day to know that someone wanted my autograph."
"Yeah, it's a terrific feeling," Rene agreed.
"It just makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside," Jean said with a grin.
"What?" Rene asked, completely confused.
Jean laughed. "You know how when you were a little kid you had a stuffed animal to cuddle with? Well, back then what it took for me to be happy was to be warm and have your fuzzy animal to cuddle with, so my friends and I always joked around that when something made you happy it made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside."
"Oh, okay," Rene said as he grasped her point. "That's a cute saying."
"I always thought it was," Jean said happily as she finished her food. "I'm going to go to the bathroom so I'll be right back," she told him, excusing herself from the table.
"Sure thing," Rene said, smiling at her as she walked away, and then he went back to her food.
"Hey."
He heard a female voice say to him, and he turned to his left to see the girl who'd been working at the counter when they ordered their food.
"Hi," he said, completely confused.
"Look, I know that you're probably with that girl who just went to the bathroom, but just in case you're not and you get bored later, here's my cell phone number. I get off at midnight, so just give me a call," the girl said as she handed him a piece of paper and winked at him as she walked off, swinging her hips. "My name's Andrea just so you know."
Rene stared at the girl in complete confusion, then dropped the piece of paper into the trash pile on the tray. He didn't want anyone else but Jean, and he had no clue why the girl thought that he'd want her number. "Well, on second thought," he said, grabbing it and crumpling it into a little ball and then sticking it into his pocket so that Jean wouldn't see it and get upset with the girl. He made a mental note to throw it out once they got back to the hotel. "You ready?" he asked Jean as she made her way back to the table.
"Yup," she said, grabbing her purse from the table.
"Well, let's go then," he said, picking up the tray with the trash and walking towards the exit, via the nearest trash can. He winced inwardly as the girl at the register winked as he held the door open for Jean and reminded himself to throw out her phone number after they got back. "So where to now?" he asked as they got back into the car.
"Um, I don't really care, but I'm pretty tired so I would prefer something that doesn't require a lot of energy," Jean said.
"So...movie in the hotel room?" Rene suggested.
"Works for me," Jean said happily as she started flipping through stations on the radio as Rene prepared to drive to the hotel. She found a song she liked and started singing along with it happily.
"Hey, isn't this your entrance music?" Rene asked, looking at her.
"Yeah, it's Trapt's 'Headstrong'," Jean told him. "I figure that it fits me well enough."
Rene laughed. "Yes, it would seem to," he teased.
Jean shrugged. "Yeah well, what can ya do?"
"Nothing I guess."
"Yeah, basically."
The two chatted about minor things on the way back to the hotel, and Jean found out that Rene's favorite actor was Johnny Depp, his favorite movie was "Blow", and his favorite band was the Rolling Stones, while Rene found out that Jean's favorite actor was Matt Damon, her favorite movie was "West Side Story", and her favorite band was Linkin Park. Once they arrived back at the hotel they elected to go to Jean's room since it would be bigger since she was sharing a suite with Matt, Amy, and Jeff. The two entered the room, expecting loud people running around, but entered to silence.
"Wow, I wonder where they're at," Jean said, surprised at their absence. "Oh wait," she said, as she saw the note on the nightstand. She quickly read it, then shaking her head she turned to Rene. "They went out to a club, so they'll be pouring themselves into bed sometime around dawn probably. We've got a couple hours of peace and quiet to watch the movie then."
"That's cool," Rene said, smiling as he realized that meant that he would get to spend more time alone with the girl that he was quickly falling for, and would dearly love to have as his girlfriend. "So what movie did you want to watch?"
"Um, what are my options?" Jean asked as Rene turned on the hotel's in-room movie service and started looking through the options.
"Uh, 'Bringing Down The House', 'Tears of the Sun', 'Bend It Like Beckham', 'Willard', 'Boat Trip'," Rene listed off the options.
"Definitely 'Bend It Like Beckham'," Jean said enthusiastically. "I LOVE that movie!"
"Okay then," Rene said laughing as he ordered the movie. He sat down on the couch to watch the movie and smiled happily as Jean sat down next to him and put her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her and once they were both comfortable they settled down to watch the movie. Two hours later, he stretched slightly as the movie ended, and he turned off the tv. He enjoyed the movie a lot more than he expected, considering the fact that the previews had made it look pretty odd, but considering his company, he supposed it wasn't too surprising. He smiled as he looked down at Jean, who had fallen asleep about an hour into the movie and hadn't moved since. He tried to get up without waking her, but as he tried to ease away she murmured a complaint. He shook his head and laughed silently. *She's as stubborn when she's asleep as she is when she's awake!* he thought to himself. *Well, I'll just lay her and hold her for a little bit...after all, there's no harm done in that. I'm not that tired so I'll just stay here until everyone else gets back.* Rene slowly eased himself down to a prone position on the couch with Jean stretched out in front of him, and he draped an arm around her waist as he thought about how his life had changed ever since she'd entered it. He was so much happier now than he had been three weeks ago when he'd met her, and it was all because of her. He was becoming friends with several of the wrestlers that he'd never thought would give him the time of day, and he was hoping that Jean would shortly become his girlfriend. *I'm going to ask her soon.* he told himself. *Maybe next week after Raw. I would do it tomorrow, because I really want to, but I don't want to rush things. It'd be better to give her time to think about everything and make her decision.* He smiled as he made his decision to ask her next week, and with those happy thoughts he drifted off to sleep.
He and Jean were both completely asleep three hours later when Amy and Jeff walked into the room, supporting a completely drunk Matt. The two quickly took Matt into the separate bedroom and laid him down on the bed so that he could sleep, then walked back out to look at the sleeping pair.
"Aw, they're so cute," Amy whispered to Jeff.
"Yeah, they really are," he admitted softly. "I hope he knows that if he hurts her there's going to be hell to pay."
"I'm sure he does," Amy said. "Well, anyway, we'll just let them sleep because I don't want to wake them up. They look too adorable for that."
Jeff rolled his eyes at Amy's sentimentality. "Alright dear. They'll be paying for it in the morning though," he predicted. "That couch didn't look too comfortable."
Amy shook her head. "Typical male," she complained. She disappeared into the bedroom and came back out with a blanket that she draped over the two. "There," she said happily. "This way they won't get cold during the night."
"Good night Amy," Jeff said, grinning at her efforts.
"Night Jeff," Amy said as she went back to her room to deal with her trashed boyfriend.