(A/N: I haven't seen West Side Story in like a year, the actual play, not the movie, so my memory is a little hazy, so don't flame on that, cause besides, it's not supposed to be exactly direct word for word. And now, on with scene two!)

ACT 2- The Back Yard

In the back garden of the hotel, Ric Flair and Triple H stand by a ladder under the GM's hotel room window.

"Why not?" Triple H asked. "You cant say you won't Naich. Why not? Is it because it's me asking?"

"What?"

Triple H sighed and looked up at the window, "Bishoff can't write worth beans. Why would he even put a sign in his window?" Triple H was referring to the sign inside the window facing out that said: Raw General Manager Eric Bishoff.

"It's just begging to be raided, it's like a 'do not disturb sign', don't tell me you wouldn't barge down the door." Flair smirked.

"Brilliant. I mean, the man's been at the top of the wrestling biz for how long? Why would he snap now?"

"I dunno…" Flair pauses, then snaps his fingers "Hey, why don't we make hima new sign?"

"Ric, this is important!" Triple H bangs the ladder.

"I agree, very important." Flair nodded, clearing his throat.

"What's with you man? How long have we been friends? I've never been close to anybody since HBK left DX. You've got character to uphold man, a rep, don't make me fall victim with disappointment in you."

"I'll end your suffering then man. Why don't you just get ready and go?"

"What?"

"Cause I gotta scope out some ladies." Flair rubbed his hands together, but Triple H smirked and grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his back. "Ok, ok, I'm kidding." Triple H lets him go and Flair sits up on a step of the ladder. "Now go play nice with Bradshaw."

"SmackDown are so great." Triple H laughed to himself.

"Is."

"Are. Have you found something better?"

"No, but…"

"But what?"

"Nah, you wouldn't like it." Flair shook his head.

Triple H leaned in, "Try me."

"Ok. Every single night when I go out there and support you guys at ringside, I get to thinking you know? It's like this feeling I get when I have this dream at night."

"About what?"

"I reach out, something's coming."

"What is it?"

"It's outside the door, or the window, or around the corner…"

"Tell me!"

"I don't know! It's just like, the buzz I used to get from kicking it on Raw."

Triple H is quiet, "Or from being friends."

"Hey, hey, we're still friends."

"Low blows hurt, they're like paper cuts in the boxing ring."

"Yea, but I'm over with wrestling and you know it."

"Oh? You know that without a gang, you're like an outsider in this business. With a gang, you've got a stable behind you. And when you're gang is the best, you rule it on top. When you're on Raw man, you're out there, you dig it?"

"Trips." Flair paused. "I've had it."

Triple H's eyes narrow, "Ric, the trouble is large, SmackDown can smack us down. We've got to stop them, and we need you and you know it." He pauses then speaks quietly, "I've never asked for much, or even in person a lot, but I'm asking you, come with me to that dance tonight." Flair turned away to think. "I've already assure the gang that we'd be a duo tonight, they saw you leave with me."

After a moment, Flair turns to him with a grin, "What time?"

Triple H smiles, "Ten?"

"Ten it is." He struts, he laughs. "Woo, and I'll live to regret this."

"Who knows? Maybe what you're waiting for will be at the dance." Triple H makes an hour glass curve in the air with his hands, then walks off laughing.

Flair looks up and sighs, "Who knows….?" He starts to sing:

Could be, who knows
It could arrive here any day
I might not know right away
But soon it will show
It may come flying at me
Facing me under my nose
Or hiding under the apron
Who knows
It's always just out of reach
Every time I open my hand
It's like I've got it cornered
But then it turned and ran
Jump off the turnbuckle
And face me like a man
I know I feel it but
Who knows
Could it be, yes it could
It's coming soon that's good
I've waited long
So what's another day
It'll be great
But I'm impatient anyway
Out of the blue
It could be a shock
The door of opportunity
And there's a knock
Something's coming soon
That I know for sure
Water on the moon
Is like milk it's pure
Around the corner
Out an window or door
I know that there's nothing
No felt nothing like it before
Come on hurry up
Deliver it to me
I'll get down on my knees
And beg please oh please
Will it be, yes it will
I'll hold my position still
I'll be waiting here or there
As long as it comes to me
I don't care
Come on something
Whatever you are
You could be a new lady
Or some fast flashy car
There's something in the air
That's blowing in my face
Is it coming or going
This test is more a race
Who know
It's always just out of reach
Maybe tonight
What I'm searching for will be…

Flair looked at the ground before walking off with a happy sigh, "Who knows?"

LIGHTS DIM!