Meanwhile, Nadia was still mesmerized by Randy. His eyes, his arms, his hands, his body. So perfectly shaped, so perfectly toned, unlike her. She was so fat and she knew Randy would never go for a girl like her. She was 130 pounds of pure fat. She had thunder thighs, as she liked to call them. She had flabby arms and a big belly from all the ice cream and chocolate she ate. She hated the way she looked. She had tried every diet imaginable, but nothing worked. She had tried her entire life, to lose weight but it just seemed like every year, she never kept her promise. She tried going to the gym as often as she could but it didn't make much of a difference.
Little did Nadia know, that Randy was already starting to like Nadia. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was! The way she laughed, so innocent. The way she smiled, so perfect. It seemed as if everything she did, made him want to know more about her. But he knew she would never go for a guy like him. He was considered a player, always flirting with all the girls. Kissing random girls, going out with more than one at a time. She probably wanted someone else, someone more like, Adam! He was always very gentlemen like and he was single at the moment. Yes, he would get them to go out. But did he really want to give up Nadia to one of his best friends? Why not just ask her himself? Who knows, she might say yes. So Randy gathered up all his courage and then turned to Nadia.
"I'm hungry, wanna go get something to eat?" asked Nadia, before Randy could get a word in.
"Uhh, sure. Where were u thinking?" questioned Randy, feeling like she had read his thoughts.
"I was thinking, Olive Garden? Is there even one in this city?" asked Nadia.
"Yeah, there's one on Third Street. Come on, we'll take my car," replied Randy, as he lead her by the hand out the door towards the parking lot.
As they got closer towards Randy's car, he opened the door for her. He was determined to make her go out with him. He was going to be a complete gentleman tonight. He would make this night, one Nadia would never forget.
Meanwhile back at the building, Stephanie had decided to stay and watch John's match in the diva's locker room. His opponent was The Big Show and John was winning.
"Come on, John!" cheered Steph.
"Wow, why are you so excited?" asked Torrie Wilson, getting ready for her bras and panties match with Sable later tonight.
"I don't know," replied Steph, feeling her face getting hot.
"Come on, Steph, I'm your best friend. And I know you have a thing for John," laughed Torrie.
"I do not! I'm married!" exclaimed Stephanie.
"So? Just because you're married, doesn't mean your dead. It doesn't mean you can't see other men, who just happen to be really attractive," Torrie pointed out.
"Ok, yes I do have a thing for John. But it's just a small crush. I happen to think he's gorgeous..."blurted out Stephanie, covering her mouth with her hands.
"Really?" asked Torrie, wide eyed.
"Yeah, but it's no big deal. I can handle it," assured Steph.
"Yeah whatever, ok John won, which means I'm on now," said Torrie, waving goodbye to Stephanie, and tying her bath robe.
"Bye Torrie," said Steph.
"So you have a thing for me, eh? You happen to think I'm gorgeous?" asked John, walking in.
"What! You heard that?!" yelled Steph, feeling her face getting redder by the second.
"Yeah, most of it. But I already knew that," laughed John, grabbing Steph and pulling her towards him.
"So now that I'm going to Raw, what are you gonna do without me?" whispered John, Steph could feel his warm breath on her neck.
"I don't know," mumbled Steph, before she felt John kissing her.
"John, not in here, one of the girls might walk in," Steph tried to say.
The two of them stood kissing for a few more minutes, not knowing someone was watching them. They finally came to their senses and walking separate directions down the hallway. Stephanie walked down to her office and John walked to his locker room, he needed a shower.