"Thanks, guys," the redhead said as she knocked on the door.  A few seconds later, it opened, and Dawn Marie gazed excitedly at her and the guys, a big smile on her face.

"Congratulations on your win!"

"Thanks, Dawn..."

As Amy stepped into the room, past her friend, the tall blond man and the short Latino didn't budge.

"Well, don't just stand there!" the brunette exclaimed, grabbing hold of Mysterio's arm and linking her own into it.  "Get in here!"

Adam and Rey exchanged glances, and the Canadian arched an eyebrow in amusement.

"I guess we'd better do as she says," the shorter man said with a chuckle as he entered the room with the woman.

The redheaded diva turned to face them all.  "I can't believe Shannon teamed up with Matt!"  Her face and voice were both so unhappy.

"Don't let it bother you, Ames," her boyfriend said.

"He's right, Amy," Dawn Marie said.  "If Shannon wants to follow Matt around like a lost little puppy and follow his example, well...he's nothing but a sad case - a sad little boy.  Don't worry about it."

"'Don't worry about it'?  Dawn, Shannon is Matt's friends - but he's also always been one of my closest friends as well!"  Amy crossed her arms over her chest.  "Or at least he was..."

"Oh, well," Rey said with a shrug.  "I guess that means he's sided with him...And I know this might sound harsh, but at least this way, you get to see who your real friends are..."

"Obviously!" the unhappy diva said.  "It really stinks that I have to lose a friend - and all because of...of...him!"  She refused to speak her ex-boyfriend's name at this point.  By now, the mere thought of Matt Hardy completely disgusted her.  He'd taken her for granted, neglected her, proven he didn't give a damn about her... He'd cheated on her with a woman that was nothing more than a bleached, plastic bitch, he'd had the utmost gaul to put his hands on her, and now he'd taken one of her best and oldest friends away from her.  Sure, she'd met Shannon - and Shane Helms as well - through him and Jeff, but their friendship dated as far back as to when she'd been seventeen - just over ten years.  It was heartbreaking to realize that, after so many years, she would never have that again with the young blond man.

Knowing exactly what her mood had become, Adam went over to Amy and put an arm around her waist.  "Don't worry, baby.  I know it hurts...but you've still got us.  And Rey is right - this experience just tells you who your real friends are."

"I guess you're right," the redhead said on a sigh.  "But can you believe the nerve of them coming out there when you guys had just won?"

"And those two aren't even a tag team!" Dawn Marie agreed.  "At least not officially yet.  The way they waltzed out there, and the way Matt demanded a title shot, it's like he thinks he owns the world!"

"Have no fear, my lady," Rey said, offering her a smile, his mask off and clutched in one hand.  "We're gonna beat them and hold onto these belts!"  He hefted his tag team gold over his left shoulder.  "Besides, even though Matt challenged us and we accepted, that doesn't necessarily mean they'll get their match."

"Yeah," the tall blond man agreed.  "I think that idiot's ego has gotten so out of control that he's forgotten something - Stephanie is the boss, and she is the one who makes the matches around here.  And after what he did a couple of weeks ago..."  He paused abruptly as the redhead leaning against his side winced with the memory of it all, then raised his hand to her cheek, gently caressing the soft skin lovingly.  "Well, let's just say I have my doubts that Steph is going to be willing to let Matt have his shot at our Tag Team championships..."

"Well," Dawn Marie said as she clasped her hands together before her, her brown eyes wide.  "Can you two just promise me one thing, though?"

"Anything for you, Dawn...What would you like?" Rey asked.

"If Stephanie does decide to give them the match, would you promise me you'll kick the living daylights out of Matt?"