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"Hotdogs? This is your idea of a celebration meal?" She said, laughing as the strolled up to the vender's cart.

Chris pulled his wallet out his pocket, "Two with everything..." He said, handing the man a ten dollar bill which he then in turn replaced with the two gloppy messes Amy assumed were the hotdogs. "Well what did you expect? You can't come to Manhattan and not have a hotdog. My fondest memories of New York are that every time I'd visit I'd get one of this baby's. It started so long ago that I don't even know how it became tradition. "

She rolled hers eyes and accepted the fact that this was what he liked; she'd just have to give it a shot. Amy wasn't a full blown vegetarian but she did tend to shy away from most meat, but to humour him she'd pretend to like it...or dump it in the nearest garbage can when he wasn't looking.

Amy tried not too screw up her face when she placed the hot dog to her lips, closing her eyes she bit down, tearing the flesh with her teeth. God only knew what it was made out of and thinking about the fact that it probably consisted solely of pig butt and Chinese newspaper made her stomach turn, but she did her best to swallow.

"Mmmm." She mocked, letting the meat slide down her throat as she fought her sense of taste. "Not bad..." Amy lied, dabbing a napkin to her face.

He smiled the way that over the past little while she had learned only he could, before leading her too a park bench to sit. She couldn't help but chuckle at the way he wolfed down the small meal, she was sure that if her hands got in the way he would have chewed them off... it was as if it was the best thing he'd ever eaten...or the only thing.

"You want mine?" She asked, still somewhat laughing at him. "I'm not very hungry." She continued, passing it to him, she had already eaten earlier and she really had lost all of her appetite at the sight of the thing.

"You sure?" He asked his mouth still blocked full from his own.

She couldn't contain the huge grin at the site of him, ketchup dripping down his chin, "Positive." She replied, taking her napkin to wipe the condiment from his face.

"Thanks," He mumbled, trying to smile as she cleaned off his face gently.

She threw the napkin to the side, and finished removing the smug with her finger...."There," She offered smiling, "Much better..."

Her hand stayed there for a moment, her thumb holding his jaw softly, He went to speak but was interrupted by someone coughing loudly.

"Well I must say I'm shocked that the rumours are true...Jericho and Lita... who would of thunk it?" The man said, moving closer to them.

It didn't take long to realise that it was none other then Randy Orton standing there, looking as smug as he always did, "Tell me Chris," He said, stuffing his hands in his pockets, " how did you managed to get to roll around the hay with the two top divas...I'm sure me not being competition has helped...but..."

Chris moved to his feet, "You got a problem Randal?"

The brunette man put his arms up in defence, "Wo cool it Chris, no problem, no need to start throwing punches, I don't want my eye looking like Jay's does....Just enjoy your evening." He said smirking, walking back the way he came, obviously not looking for a fight.

The Canadian sat back down, "Why was he even in the park?"

"I don't know, probably looking for vulnerable woman running alone in the dark...." She said, shrugging her shoulders.

Randy stopped and turned, shouting from a distance, "Oh and Red...if you ever get tired of old Y2Joke over there, give me a call...I'll show you a good time."

Her whole body shuttered, "Creepy...can you believe he just yelled that so loud?"

"I believe he's gonna get a foot in his ass..." Chris barked, trying to get up again but Amy yanked him back down by the collar of his jacket.

"He's not worth it either."

Chris ran a hand back through his hair, "Just makes me so mad...how dare he talk to you like that."

As she usually did in his company the Sanford native felt herself smiling, "You're sweet." It touched her heart that he cared enough about her and her feelings that he was willing to fight for both her and what he believed was right. Maybe months ago he was just another ass hole looking to stick his dick anywhere it would fit, but somehow falling for that stupid bitch had changed him...and made him totally different. He was the kind of guy she wished Jay was, and still hoped he could be if this whole thing worked the way they wanted it to.

"My night in shining armour..." She told him, reaching out to softly kiss his cheek. The light scruff of his face tickled her, much like it had when he had kissed her in front of Trish earlier...she had to admit she liked the feeling of the roughness against her face. Amy pulled back, still smiling at him... "We should head back," The red head told him, "it's getting late..."

Placing his hand on her knee for leverage he pushed himself up, "I suppose you're right...we have to head out in the afternoon so we should meet at the hotel restaurant for breakfast to discuss the arrangements before we leave."

She shot him a confused look, "What changes?" She didn't know anything about any changes, what was he talking about.

"Well we have to book a room, get a car reservation..." He said, trailing off as they walked to his car slowly.

"But I always travel by myself, and Stacy's gotten her hopes up that me rooming with her will be a regular thing...."

He rounded the car, opening the door for her, "We're trying to be convincing here Ames, real couples travel together... and as far as everyone knows we are a real couple so we have to start acting like one."

"But..."Chris closed the door before she continued, the conversation picking up when he entered the automobile...

"No but's," He said smirking, "Just explain to Stacy that your going to be rooming with me until further notice...I'm sure she'll understand..." He added, delivering a wink for added effect.

Reaching across the center console Amy waked him in the stomach, "Not funny Chris...you know she's going to eat this shit up with a spoon...She's so convinced that I want to jump your bones that it's not even funny anymore."

"It's funny alright..." He stated, rubbing his chin in thought, "You know I never really cared much for her...but Stacy Keibler is growing on me."

Amy rolled her eyes, resisting the urge to make a comment about how Stacy would insert another penis joke right then and there. Instead she smacked him again... "Knock it off ass clown."

"Hey that's my line!"