Eve smirked as she walked into the arena, gear bag slung over her shoulder muttering, "It's so good to be back. Now I'm going to get my title, then I'm going to get my ex back before my stupid little half sister gets her chance to finally tell him how she feels. Any idiot can see it's her sending the Anon twitter messages... And when I out that, it will completely humiliate her."

A hand gripped her wrist and she turned to find Jack Swagger standing there as he shook his head then said "You're not outing anything.. Because I want to get with Zara.. And you want Zack.. Now the way I see it, Torres,if we work together, then we can make everything we both want, happen."

"And I'd work with you, why, exactly?" Eve studied him, disgusted that he'd even think he was on her level. "Yeah, but no. I'm doing this alone. Thanks though, buhbye now." Eve said as she waved him off. Jack stood there and then said calmly, quietly, "Either you're going to keep your mouth shut, Eve? Or I'll make sure you can't open it. Are we understood?"

Eve gaped at him then thought about it. Maybe Swagger was onto something.. And if it ultimately kept Zara and Zack apart, well, all the better and easier for her. "What's your stupid plan.. IF this sounds stupid, Swagger,I will do things my way."

Jack explained what he had in mind and Eve smirked to herself as she said casually, "You might just be onto something, Swagger. I suppose I could try this."

"Good. So it's settled then." Jack said as Eve nodded then said calmly, "It's settled. Do whatever it is you're going to do. I'll work on getting back under Zack's skin. I have an idea of my own there."

Meanwhile, down the hall, Zack checked his Twitter timeline, and smiled as he read another message from this anon admirer he had on Twitter. It felt nice to have a girl sort of pursuing him for once, he was lonely, still hurting from the failed relationship with Eve, because she'd hurt him badly. He'd actually fallen for her, and she'd taken that and used it to make him look like an idiot.

And for some reason, he had a feeling that this girl was someone he sort of knew, but someone he wouldn't ever suspect. And that she might be shy.

'Or it might be Eve, playing a sick joke', he muttered to himself as he pulled on his sleeveless purple shirt and slid his feet into his wrestling boots, getting ready for his match tonight.

The door to the locker room opened and he looked up, found McMahon standing there, smirk on his face. A groan came before Zack could stop it, and he said flatly, "What?"

"I had one hell of an idea, earlier."

"Not interested. All of your 'ideas' McMahon usually involve me looking like an idiot."

"Not this one, Ryder.. I think I've finally gotten somewhere, a good solid direction to go with you."

"Yeah, right." Zack said as he ignored him being there, continued to lace up his boots, preparing to go out and lose, again to another guy, on live tv. The girl's message from Twitter made him smile.

Even with all the losses, with the creative staff making him look like a bum, she still seemed to think he was good at what he did, she still thought he looked sexy in the ring.

"Admit it, Ryder, you're a little curious.. And according to the Universe, that thing with you and Swagger? They'd like to see it keep going... If it helps.. You're going to start winning matches again.. And this feud could be the ticket.. It could be something nobody expects to see from you.. And you'll go face as opposed to being neutral."

"Say I was even interested, McMahon, what are the stakes?"

"Just keep running interference between Swagger and Zara, who I've decided will be Swagger's valet for a while.. Before ultimately leaving to come to you."

Zack raked his hand over his hair and bit his lip.

He'd had a huge crush on Zara for a while now, but then there was this anon on Twitter, and he didn't even have a clue whether Zara liked him or not.. It stood to reason she might not, because he'd been a pretty big jerk when he and Eve broke up, taking out his anger on her baby half sister, Zara. Which wouldn't be a bad thing, if she'd actually deserved it, and she wasn't so damn painfully shy and skittish to begin with.

"Does she know about any of this, McMahon?"

"Actually, she agreed to it.. I know, it shocked the living hell out of me too, given how invisible she goes to great lengths to make herself normally, on the show and backstage. Though I do believe her friends AJ and Kaitlyn talked her into doing it."

"Oh.. So she didn't want to on her own." Zack said, his hopes being dashed a little as McMahon smirked, playing Ryder like a fiddle at the moment, quite enjoying it. "Actually, she did. It didn't take much convincing.. Her main concern seemed to be that you wouldn't go along with it, because you, to quote her, don't really like her that much."

Zack smirked a little, looking at his hands as he said quietly, "Fine."

"So you'll do it then?"

"I'll do it. What do I have to do?"

"Just do whatever you want as long as it's interfering with Jack and Zara's interactions." Vince said as Zack watched him walking out.. This could be a good thing..

And then he caught sight of Eve walking back down the hallway, and he muttered, "What the hell is hoeski doing back?" to himself before going out to the gorilla, waiting on his music to play, a renewed purpose.

Somehow, he got the feeling that given the way he felt about Zara, it wouldn't be too hard to do what was expected of him.. But what he wasn't expecting was for Zara to be standing ringside, as Jack's valet.

He took comfort in the fact that from the look on her face, she looked like she'd rather be anywhere but here right now. She flashed him a sort of smile and he gave her a cocky wink, easily slipping into this role he'd been given as he took the mic and said "Okay, All American.. Are you ready for a Long Island ass kicking?"

Jack laughed and took the mic as he said "Right,and you're going to kick my ass?"

"Dunno, broski.. Feeling pretty damn lucky tonight, actually." Zack said as he again caught Zara's eye, winked a little then said "Cute valet.."

Zara blushed and then Jack growling, gripping her wrist so hard it hurt had her glaring at him as she hissed in Swaggers ear, "If you touch me again, Swagger, I swear to God, I will feed you your cock."

Swagger smirked and whispered back, "Smile pretty.. You're on the winning team, babe.." as he forced her into a kiss, then smacked her on the ass before nodding to a spot near Zeb at ringside.

Zack growled, seeing the smack, seeing the way Jack had to force her into 'kissing' him. This really was going to be an easier role to slip into than he originally thought.

Until of course, Eve's theme music began to play, and she walked down the ramp, standing on his side of the ring.

She smirked at him and then winked, cheering loudly as she mouthed,"McMahon told me you were in need of a valet?"

Zack groaned inwardly. The last thing he wanted was Eve hanging around again, opening up old wounds he'd finally just gotten over.

And apparently, Vince wasn't telling ANY of the players involved his overall master plan.