God, he wasn't actually serious about this, was he? Part of me just wants nothing more than to punch a couple of his teeth down his throat. No, probably shouldn't try that.

"Wow, this is very flattering..."

No, it was fucking creepy. Why is he so blurry? Oh right, my reading glasses are still on. I take them off, and hold them in my hand.

"But, I'm just not into you."

So take the fucking hint already. I sit back down, wishing not to make any eye contact him, or to acknowledge him in any way, shape or form. Putting the glasses back on, I open the book, Max Berry's Jennifer Government to be exact, and continue right where I left off before I was so rudely interrupted.

LJ Havok is walking near by and hears the conversation and just has to stop after he hears Rebel's question.

If I had to guess..I would probably say chicks.

Havok smirks.

Week after week you do the same thing.. Just give it up because she's not going to.

Flair happens to be walking by and pokes his head into the doorway.

"Into chicks? Looks like me and miss Diaz may have something in common. WOOOOOOO!"

He holds his hand up in a 'call me' motion to Jessie and gives a wink before leaving.

WOOOOOOOOO!

"Havok's interjection; unnecessary as it may be, is entirely accurate."

Yeah, that's all I need to say. Closing the book once more, and removing my glasses, I walk past him and out the door. I'm sure he's trying to catch up with me, but I don't fucking care.

Go home Flair, you're drunk.

Scotty shows up and see's the rejected Rebel STILL trying to get Diaz's attention.


"Man, can't you tell she does not want to do anything with you?."


Then he looks at Richard Flair from a mile away.


"Holy Crap, it's that 16 time botching World Champ! How's your bankruptcy coming along?"


Scotty ended up looking at this fine domincana chick in his way.


"Umm...hey Liz...hope we can..uhh..hang out..sometime."


Then Scotty stands around still with his eyes fixed on Liz's eyes as the scene continues.

"Really Scotty? You talk about me trying to get the attention of Ms. Diaz. You don't stand a chance with Liz, man.

And to Jessie, I'm OK with you being with Liz possibly. I won't be jealous. The three of us could have a great time.

"Slow your Role Xterme Champ, you think you can get with Liz & Diaz? ....Bullshit!"

This just got weird.

"Very."

Hearing Rebel's remark, I couldn't help myself but to stop walking and turn back around on one heel.

"Hey Jonny! Three words. Go. Fuck. Yourself."

Pulling a notepad and pencil from my back pocket, I open it and flip through the first few pages. Stopping at a page that to the others would likely seem random, I scribble three letters and a hyphen to an excerpt two paragraphs in length:

L. I. Z.

So, that's what her name was. Flipping the book back closed, something tells me to stay around a little bit longer. It seemed like it would only get more interesting from here on out.

*Still observing this whole scenario Havok speaks up.*

Jesus Christ! I hit the jack pot. I get to watch not one but TWO train wrecks! Hot damn I'm lucky

Liz looks at LJ in disgust. She then turns her attention to the very beautiful Jessie Diaz. While staring at her out of the corner of her eye, Liz becomes nervous as to what her next move is. She looks at Rebel and Scotty.

Don't try to hard, just to get let down.

Liz turns around and begins to look engulfed in Jessie's beauty.

someone needs to start and HLA chant with me...like right now.

Liz pulls out a poster from her bag. And reveals it.

Here's some Homosexual Loving Action for ya LJ.

Haha is that Luca and Madison? Why would you show me that?!

"You asked for some HLA, did you not? That's definitely homosexual, I can sense the love, and that's certainly an action. It should check all of the boxes!"

Scotty smiles at Liz who was engulfed in Diaz's beauty and speaks to her.

"Liz...if you want to come out of the closet...then hop on the gay train. The Mass Media would LOVE to know about your sexual oretnation, just look at Darren Young."

Scotty shrugs over Liz's comment as she was still focused on Diaz.

Jonny looks at Scotty.

"Go take a fucking bath man. You stink and your chasing the ladies away.
As for Ms. Diaz, she is just playing hard to get. Just look, she ends every promo with my name. She can't stop thinking about me, but doesn't want to hurt Liz's feelings. I understand ladies. We are all adults here. "

Sigh.

Yeah, I literally just thought the word 'sigh.' Not even saying it aloud was enough for me. This is just getting painful.

"Hard to get? Impossible is a better word to use."

What was he getting at? Not wanting to hurt Liz's feelings? I look up from the ground, long enough to see her gaze fixed upon me. Wait a minute, she was, oh sweet lord. Don't do anything stupid, Jessie. You would have a whole lot of 'splainin' to do if you did.

Sigh (There it goes again!)

A whole lot.

Hearing Scotty's comment Flair decides to walk back and get in Scotty's face.

"That's right Scotty Gill, the 16 time world champion, count 'em baby, and how many do you have? That's what I thought as much money as I have in my bank account 0. WOOOOOO!"

Flair walks away again, with a big smile on his face.

WOOOOOOOOO!

Liz looking dissapointed at the idiocracy of pretty much everyone, shakes her head.

Do I even need to speak anymore?