„Hey, Renee!" Roman shouted across the hall when he noticed her standing in the backstage area.

When she heard him calling her name, she turned around and smiled as she was in a really good mood. It was a big night not only for The Shield, The Wyatt Family, and the crowd hoping to see CM Punk return to the company, but for her as well. Her enthusiasm did not have its source in wrestling though; the object of her interest was different, sort of unrelated to sports entertainment. She couldn't wait until the end of the show; she was so excited about things to come.

"What's up?" she asked Roman when he approached her.

"I'm looking for Seth. Have you seen him?" he wanted to know.

"Oh. Maybe he got scared of you and Dean," she joked. "Maybe he thought you were really mad at him for what he did in the match."

Roman didn't dismiss that idea immediately although both of them knew it was very improbable, at least. "Well he did screw us over." Roman played with that kayfabe action. "If I don't find him in five minutes or so," he continued, "I will start to believe that he was so frightened that he left the arena."

Renee laughed and added in a serious manner, "If I see him, I'll tell him that you are looking for him."

"Thanks, Renee. That would be great."

As soon as Roman left and went back to the locker room, Renee spotted the lost dog who was walking out of the bathroom. He was no longer wearing his swat vest but he kept the black T-shirt and pants on. It really seemed to Renee that he hasn't been to the locker room yet, otherwise he would be wearing his casual clothes, and therefore she could understand why Roman was unsuccessfully looking for him.

Seth was about to walk the other way so Renee hurried to talk to him and let him know that Roman wanted to have a word with him.

"Seth," she addressed him when she touched his shoulder from behind, and for somebody who made living fighting other people, it was strange to see him being surprised and uncomfortable when suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder.

"Oh, it's you," he said when he turned around to see a familiar face. He sounded relieved. For a moment, Renee reconsidered the idea of Seth being afraid of having to face his teammates.

"Are you okay?" She suspected his strange behavior.

"Sure I am," he responded.

"Are you avoiding someone?" She kept posing him uncomfortable questions. "Dean and Roman, maybe?" she guessed.

"Don't be silly, Renee," he refused that explanation. "I know the difference between kayfabe and reality. This is not my first day here," he reminded her.

"Then what is it?" she asked because she had a feeling that he was upset or something.

"To be honest," he started, "I'm trying not to bump into Cesaro. I sort of pissed him off earlier when I made a joke about Europe but he evidently didn't consider it funny. He took it too personally and, well, he promised he would find me after the show and swing me around."

"Whoa." Renee couldn't help but imagine Cesaro performing a giant swing on Seth. It happened before but she could watch that anytime. As could the WWE Universe.

"It's not nice, Renee." Seth acted seriously and took away her smile. "It may look like fun but in reality it disorients you and makes you want to throw up."

"Come on, Seth, I'm sure he did not mean it," she tried to comfort him, and caressed the side of his arm.

"There you are." The two of them heard a familiar voice. Seth painfully swallowed and refused to turn around to see the face of fellow wrestler.

As Renee had nothing to worry about, she did look Cesaro in the eye and tried to break the tension. "Guys, guys, this is not a kindergarten." She looked at Cesaro, then at Seth. "I don't know what happened but let's not hurt anybody, ok? Now shake hands," she commanded them, and Cesaro immediately remembered Zeb Colter who earlier that night forced The Real Americans to hug and forget about their mutual distrust.

"He disrespected my culture," Cesaro protested.

"I didn't mean it," Rollins countered, and without anybody noticing he kept moving behind Renee's back so that she would stand between the two men.

Renee wasn't sure if the situation was exaggerated or if there was some serious conflict taking place before her very eyes. Either way, she decided to become an authoritative figure and stop it right away. She could easily come up with a good excuse for it to end.

"I'm sorry Cesaro but your little fight is not gonna happen. Seth needs to find Roman because he wants to talk to him about something."

Seth was so glad that he had a reason to leave and let Cesaro cool down. They would be okay, it just seemed a little dangerous to be anywhere near Cesaro at the moment. He was mad at Seth and moreover, he did not fight a lot in his match so he had too much redundant energy in him. To feel better and safer, Seth took Renee by her hand and made her go with him. That way, there was somebody to use as a shield if necessary.

"Thanks," he told her as they walked through the hall.

"That was so silly," she commented on the situation that she witnessed few minutes ago. "Can't you act like adults?" she asked, but did not get any answer at first.

"We will, we'll drink our troubles away in the bar," Seth responded.

Renee shook her head in disbelief but kept smile on her face. "So if you don't mind, I'm gonna go now. I believe that you don't need me anymore. And Roman asked only for you, not me," she added.

"Wait!" Seth suddenly stopped walking. "Roman really wants to talk to me? You didn't make that up?" He acted surprised.

"Why would I make that up?"

Seth just shrugged his shoulders and started thinking what could that conversation be about. Before he could realize, Renee tried to sneak away but he, with his ninja vision, quickly noticed her runaway try.

He prevented her from leaving and explained to her, "What if I get into another trouble, with Roman this time? You can't leave me now. I could make good use of you." He continued in his childish behavior just for effect. Then he revealed his real opinion on the reason why she wouldn't want to go into the men's locker room. "Are you scared to face Dean?"

"No," Renee responded calmly. "I'm actually going to talk to him tonight. I've done some thinking and now I know I want Dean to know how I feel about him," she surprised Seth with lack of confusion and plenty of courage.

"Really?" He couldn't believe his ears.

She smiled, being satisfied with herself and her decision. "Yes," she replied firmly.

"In that case, why to postpone that conversation? You can come inside with me right now," Seth suggested. "Oh, it's so amazing. Two of my close friends hitting it off. I can't wait for Dean to ask me to be his best man," Seth dreamed out loud.

"Shut up!" Renee exclaimed, and hit him. His words made her imagine Dean in a wedding suit though. She certainly liked that idea. He would look just as hot as he did at the Slammy Awards. She could not help but hear him saying 'I know; I look great'.

"Anyway," Seth became serious again. "Good luck," he wished her right before he opened the door to the men's locker room where both Roman and Dean were awaiting.