Now this was a familiar scene. SmackDown was over, and the guys were kicking back at the hotel bar. I was at the bar, buying Amy a merlot. She said she'd be bringing Matt down in a minute. While I was waiting, I heard a voice next to me order a white russian. I cringed, trying to avoid the inevitable conversation. God, if there was one thing I hated, it was flamboyance. If I wanted a man to act like a woman, I might as well go have a woman. The reason to be with men was beacause they were... well, manly. And, no, muscles didn't equal masculinity.

"Hey, Jeff!"

I took a sudden interest in the top of the bar. "Hey, Kip."

"What're you up to tonight?"

"Ah, jus' waitin' f' Amy an' Matt. We're gonna take it easy t'night, one drink then t'bed."

Kip set a hand on my back and it was all I could do to not jerk away. "Now what fun is that?"

"Oh, plenty," I assured him, still not looking at him. If there was one person in the WWF I was afraid of, it was him. Just then, the bartender set a wine glass in front of me. "See y'later, Kip."

I turned and practically ran to the other side of the room. Yech. I felt dirty. Just then, I noticed Matt sitting by himself. I joined him.

"Hey, how's it goin'?"

"Besides playin' 'Run from Kip,' super."

Matt grinned, and gestured to the glass. "What's that? Y'drink now? Kip drive y't'that?"


"Speakin' of, where's she?"

"I dunno," I answered, shrugging. "She said she was bringin' you down here."

Matt looked around, then shrugged as well. "She'll turn up sooner or later."


"So, how're Adam an' Jay?"

"What d'you mean?"


I smirked. "An' how."

"Jeff..." Matt chastised, but he couldn't hide a slight smile.

"No, no, they're great. I think I helped Adam out. A lot."

"What d'you mean?"

I looked past him around the small bar, looking for Adam or Jay. I found Jay, sitting alone in a booth, caressing a beer glass, with a funny look on his face. I pointed him out to Matt, who turned sideways to see. "He doesn't look 'helped.'"

"Well, maybe he doesn't, but y'got t'admit, he looks like Adam told him how he feels."

"I guess that counts as helping someone, y'helped Adam." Matt turned back to me, then nodded behind me. "Hey, speakin' of, here comes Adam. What's goin' t'happen now?"

"One way t'find out," I smirked. Of course, I was pretty sure I already knew the answer. Jay wasn't really that subtle. Subtle enough, but not too subtle. As Adam came through the door, he looked around for a second. For Jay, I'd guess. Amy followed after him, repeating the same procedure, but looking for us. Adam asked Amy something, and she pointed at Jay. Adam started walking over to Jay and Amy followed. But to get to him, they had to pass by Matt and me. As they neared, Matt reached out silently and grabbed Amy's hand. She jumped slightly, not having noticed us, then smiled. Adam turned, too, and nodded at me.

"Hey, Jeff."

"Hey, Adam."

He smiled and kept walking over towards Jay. Matt tugged on Amy's hand and pulled her onto his lap. "Hey, baby doll."

"Hey, sweets," she grinned, sitting down, and gave him a quick kiss, then turned to me, picking up her wine glass and smiling. "Hey, Adam's being nice to you."

"I know," I nodded, smirking at Matt. "I told you."

"We'll see." He said, raising a brow and watching Adam approach Jay.

"What's going on?" Amy asked.

"Supposedly, Jeff made Adam an' Jay be nice t'each other again."

"Oh, really?" Amy asked, slightly surprised. She examined Matt's face, looking concerned, but Matt just smirked at her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Yeah, we'll see."

That's right, 'we'll see.' Adam approached Jay slowly, and Jay looked up from his glass, slightly startled. A grin spread across his face, and he slid over, making room for Adam to sit next to him.

On the same side of the booth.

I grinned. I had won. I looked to Amy and Matt for reactions.

"Did he just...?" Amy stuttered.

"Looks like it," Matt grinned, squeezing her.

"I have a feelin' this is goin' t'get better," I interjected.

"What?" Amy asked, still distracted. We were still watching Adam and Jay. Jay hesitantly reached out and took Adam's hand, and Adam grinned.

"Whoa!" Matt and I chuckled at Amy's surprise. I had figured Matt knew that was there between them, too.

"Wow," Amy muttered. "You'd think, after all the fighting they did over women, it would never have come to this."

"Yeah, y'would have," Matt said.

"That was th'first clue," I added. Matt and I grinned at each other, then Matt turned to Amy and held up his hand, palm facing up.

"I just can't believe it," she said, still wide-eyed and reaching in her pocket.

"Believe it, baby doll, twenty bones." Amy slapped a bill in Matt's hand and he grinned.

"I can't believe it..." Amy repeated.

"Easiest twenty bucks I ever made." Matt grinned, stuffing the money in his pocket.

"At least it was worth it to see that," Amy grinned, turning back to Matt and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"And it went t'a good cause," Matt replied. Amy grinned, too, and they kissed shortly. I sat there frozen, watching them. What was going on? There was something very wrong here.

"Hold up, guys. What th'fuck jus' happened?"

"Amy bet me twenty bucks that I couldn't make y'do somethin' y'didn't want t'do. An' I won."

"I didn't think he could do it," Amy informed me, shaking her head and grinning. "You won. You manipulated the 'master manipulator.'"

"Whoa, whoa, y'didn't jus' say what I think y'did, didja?"

Amy raised a brow at me with a smile and Matt shifted, confidently, leaning back in his seat.

"Y'mess with th'best, y'burn like th'rest."

Amy hit Matt playfully for being cheesy, and they both laughed. I, on the other hand, sat there frozen.

"How d'you know that I didn't want t'help Adam an' Jay?"

"'Cause everyone knows that you wanted Adam for yourself," Amy said, as if it'd been obvious. I watched her, then Matt, dumbfounded. After a moment, though, a smirk crossed my face, as well.

"Y'all know this means war."

Matt raised a brow at the challenge, then mirrored my smirk right back to me.

"Bring it."