-In their hotel room

"Don't worry too much about it. I'll take care of them. You don't even have to get into the ring," says Stacy as she grabs hold of Torrie's leg and starts to massage it.

"But they'll be a little too much for you. You know they fight dirty," says Torrie as she looks down at Stacy's hands rubbing her hurt leg in the tenderest fashion.

"So I'll just have to watch out a little more. It's no big deal."

"I'm really scared that they'll try some antics on us."

"Like what?"

"Well, I don't know… That's the way they are. They're unpredictable."

"Please, they're way too stupid for that," says Stacy as she squeezes some massaging oil into her hands and then rubs it slowly up and down Torrie's leg. She positions herself closer to get a better grip of Torrie's leg. She looks up at Torrie and smiles.

"Oh, Stace, you have no idea how nice this feels," Torrie comments as she closes her eyes and leans against the headboard of the bed comfortably, "Thank you so much for this."

Stacy looks up at her and stares up at her with fondness, "It's my pleasure."

Torrie opens up her eyes and stares back at her friend for a long moment before speaking again, "You know, I feel so weird about my divorce."

Stacy perks up at this comment, as this was the first time Torrie was talking about the divorce by her own will. She will finally be getting some raw insight into Torrie's personal life. "How so?"

"I'd really thought he'd be the one. I really didn't think it'd end like this. I thought we would have been able to work it out no matter what."

"So why wasn't he the one?"

"I thought he'd be different because he was in this business too. He would know that we'd be apart most of the time. He knew what my work schedule would be like. He knew what it would be like."

"He wanted to spend more time with you?"

"He became extremely jealous and possessive. He thinks I was sleeping with other men. He accused me of it. We got into huge arguments."

"That's terrible," says Stacy, "You would never do such a thing. How could he think such things?"

"He doesn't believe me."

"I'm so sorry," Stacy says and takes her hand in her own and starts rubbing it gently. "You did nothing wrong. It's not your fault. It's okay if it didn't work out. It'll get better."

Torrie stares into her eyes and smiles faintly. Stacy continues to rub her hand, "You're better off without him."

"Thanks," whispers Torrie, but she did not really believe it. She will miss Billy. He was her rock. She still loves him. They have been through so much together and now it was all flying straight out the window. He is moving out of the house so she will have to find a new place soon, a place that was not so big. There are so many things to take care of. She will have to face loneliness soon. She was dreading it.

Stacy crawls forward and embraces Torrie in her arms, "You can cry it out, if it'll make you feel better. I'll be here for you."

Torrie wraps her arms around her friend tightly. She closes her eyes and whispers, "I honestly don't know what I'm going to do."

"I'll always be here for you, no matter what," Stacy says into her right ear.

And Torrie starts to weep into her arms. Stacy holds onto her even more tightly and caresses her soft blonde hair. She starts patting her friend's back when her friend began to shake in her wails and sobs. She knows that Torrie will soon look like a mess, with her makeup smeared and hair in clumps from all of her tears. But nevertheless, she will still be just as alluring and beautiful as ever to her.