CHAPTER 5

Reggie was just coming off the elevator to the restaurant of the hotel. She decided to trade her pjs in for khakis and a black sheer lace top with a matching tank top underneath. Inside the restaurant's waiting area was a neat sign that read "We apologize for the inconvenience but due to special event, the dining area and bar is closed". A host came up and greeted her.

"I'm sorry, Miss, but our dining area is closed for right now", he said politely.

"Oh it's okay. I'm with the 'special event', she smiled politely.

"Do you have your pass, Miss?"

"Yes I do it's.." she checked her back pocket, "not there. Fantastic".

"I'm afraid I can't let you in without a pass, Miss".

"Well, um, you don't recognize me at all?" she asked.

"Not really, no", he shook his head.

"Do you watch Monday Night RAW?"

"I used to when Bret Hart was wrestling but ever since the Montreal Screw Job, I tuned out. I'm really sorry". He looked at her apologetically.

"That's okay. I can go back to my room and get my pass", just as she turned around her face met with a very muscular chest. "Oh, I'm sorry".

"It's okay, Genie".

She looked up to see Triple H looking down at her, smiling. A big smiled spread across her face. She turned to the host. "Hey, wait a minute, he can vouch for me".

The host saw Triple H and smiled.

"Mr. Helmsley, good afternoon"

"Hi", Hunter said and returned a half smile to the host.

"Sir, do you know this woman?"

"Of course I do, don't you? That's Mickie James".

"What?! Hunter, so help me…" she glared at him.

"I'm joking" he said as he laughed. He then turned to the host. "She's not Mickie James. But she IS Reggie Love. Pretty mean too when she doesn't get her way". He couldn't help but still smile at her reaction.

"What? I'm not mean", she said then turned to the host, "I'm not mean".

The host just rolled his eyes and smiled as he picked up two menus. "Follow me, please".

"Oh wait, we're not...uh, are we...", Reggie stammered.

"You heard him, Genie, ladies first", said Hunter, gesturing after the host.

"Oh, right. Okay", she followed the host and Hunter followed after her. The host stopped at a table for two with a beautiful view of Niagara Falls.

"This should do nicely", the host said and helped Reggie with her chair as Hunter sat down. The host handed them their menus. "Your server will be with you shortly. Enjoy your meal".

"Thanks", said Hunter and the host took his leave.

"Thanks for vouching for me back there" said Reggie.

"No problem. Truth is, I really didn't want to eat alone", he replied.

"Where's Steph?" asked Reggie.

"Uh", Hunter started as he looked over the menu, "out shopping with Linda or doing something. Or someone. Who knows", he closed his menu. "Who cares?" He looked at her.

"Hunter..."

He held up his hand politely. "Don't say anything, please, Reg. I've already talked to Ivy. Well, sort of about it. It's just been really weird lately. Like for the past month Steph's made a fight out of every little thing".

Reggie kind of shrugged, "maybe she's pregnant".

"Yeah right. She pops birth control like Pez. I think that's obviously the farthest thing from her mind right now", he said, grimmly.

"Maybe you two should try counseling", offered Reggie.

"Shawn suggested that already. Truth is, I think we're too far gone to do that. I have this feeling she's seeing someone else. And where the HELL is our server?" Reggie's eyes grew wide with his reaction. He immediately picked up on it. "I'm sorry, Genie. I didn't mean to snap like that".

"It's okay. Your mind is on other things at the moment".

"Right now, I'm just going to block it out and focus on having a nice dinner with a good friend", he politely smiled at her.

"Thanks, Hunter. That's sweet". She returned the smile.

"It'd be sweeter if that server would show up though". They both chuckled.