DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything or any one in this story. They all belong to Vince and well themselves. But if I could I would own them all and make them work 4 me in a circus and I would pay them in love and skittles since I have no money.

"So are you going to talk to him?" Stacy asked with the enthusiasm of a 5 year old. It was Monday night raw and the two were getting ready for their match against each other. Randy was talking to Paul, Dave and Ric about their match so the two were alone in the locker room.

"Help! OPEN THE DOOR!" someone yelled from the other side. Trish quickly ran to the door and unlocked it.

"What's with you? You trying to wake up the whole city?" Trish joked to the short Asian woman that stood in front of her.

"Scratch my nose!" Gail demanded desperately trying not to loose grip of any of her bags.

"Why do you bring so much stuff every night?" Stacy laughed as Trish scratched Gail's nose.

"Just in case." Gail answered as she entered the divas locker room and put down the 5 bags she had.

"So what are we talking about?" Gail asked as she began combing her hair.

"We were talking about Trish's bad taste in men." Stacy said bluntly.

"Oh then we have a lot of talking to do." Gail laughed. Someone knocking on the door then interrupted their girl talk.

"I got it." Trish said not wanting to disturb the two divas that were now applying make up. As she walked to the door she could feel the two younger women's eyes on her and it made her feel a little nervous.

"Can I help you?" She asked before the door was opened but froze when it did.

"Hey, I hope you don't mind the interruption I just wanted to say hi." John wore a white wife beater and three quarter blue jeans. Trish couldn't help but stare at his well chiseled chest.

"Trish who the hell are you gawking at?" Stacy asked.

"My bad taste in men." Trish replied without thinking she couldn't even move her eyes off of him.

"Trish?" Gail asked a little shocked. Upon realizing what she said Trish's face turned a deep red. She wanted to drop dead right there and then but she couldn't move her legs were planted to the ground. If she was dreaming this is when she would notice that she was naked but sadly she was awake and he was looking right at her.

"Ok, well tell him to come back later when you remember how to talk." Stacy teased.

"Hey John! Do you know if Randy is finished yet? I want to get my lipstick out of his car and if I disturb them again Hunter said he would not let me baby sit their unborn child. Damn meainie." Stacy was now pouting.

"I'm not sure but I think he was talking to Carmella." John instantly got a harsh look from Stacy.

"What!" She yelled causing them all to jump and Gail and Trish to snicker a little. Without another word she got up and stomped out the room and down the hall.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked almost innocently.