I had to move away from Randy for a second to find out what I actually was supposed to do with him. Because, believe me, I had some ideas! I opened up the portfolio…What the crap? Was Randy supposed to dress up like Father Time?!
"Well, um," I finally spoke, "You have to put this on. The cover theme is The Age of Orton."
He raised an eyebrow when I removed the beard from its box.
"I like the idea but what is that thing for?" Randy commented.
Think fast…I thought…no way could I allow that body to be covered by some wizard costume.
"If you don't like it then we'll just have you pose with the hour glass. You can wear your standard ring gear."
"Or-or!" one of my co-workers came running over chanting.
"What?" was my annoyed response. She whispered in my ear, "He could pose nude…"
Again, but less annoyed sounding, "What!?"
"Did I just hear the word nude?" Randy eavesdropped.
"Not completely nude, that wouldn't be allowed. But uh, we could hide…you behind the hour glass. Maybe put it in your lap…?" I was at a loss for words after that. Randy's expression was pure confusion at first but then a second later, he grinned his signature cocky grin.
"This will definitely have the magazine sell millions; the world's sexiest man posing with only his championship gold and (slightly chuckled) an hour glass."
My co-worker giggled quietly to herself, I was swelled up with emotion. Part of me was thrilled Randy liked the idea of posing nude in front of me…but I was nervous about changing the assignment so dramatically. There was a chance of failure and me losing my job. On the other hand, this is art and sometimes thinking outside the box pays off very well. I wanted to take that risk. At least if I did flop, I'd have the beautiful memory of Randy naked…a cell phone rang.
It was Randy's... "Excuse me. I need to take this." He left the room for what seemed like a good five minutes. I used this time to storyboard my new plan for the cover. When he finally came back in the room he simply said, "Sorry for the interruption that was a friend of mine. I'll just turn my phone off until we are done."
He never mentioned the name of the person he was talking on the phone with to my disappointment. I'm a little on the nosy side… Two men came in with a giant hour glass that looked as tall as Randy. Whoa, didn't expect it to be that big.
"Is that what's supposed to go in my lap?!" He exclaimed.
"Okay, another change in plans…" I sighed.
"Gosh darn Randy, why you giving the photographer so much grief?" A male voice taunted. Edge.
"Don't you have something else to do…not here?"
"Nope, my schedule is unusually opened right now so I'll think I'll spend my sudden free time bugging you."
"Look man, you really should go. It's a closed shoot, right-", Randy looked at me. It took a few seconds to realize he wanted to know my name.
"Uh, Stacy," I replied finally, "And since Randy doesn't want you here, I guess you should go." It hurt so much to say that, Edge was sooo gorgeous too.
"Awww why? You posin' nude or something?"
Randy didn't say a word. I avoided Edge's eyes. He smiled.
"Oh, you are! Well in that case, let me pull up a chair cause this is gonna be a hoot."
Randy walked over to the box and pulled the beard back out.
"Maybe I could sport the beard…"
It was going to be a looooooonnnnnngggggg day…
Btw, Edge is still on Raw but their not Rated Rko anymore. And Randy is still the WWE champion. Please R & R .
