"It's just not going to work, Dave...can't you see that?" she demanded, her pulse throbbing in her temples.  "I'm sorry, but that's just the way it is!"

The burly, heavily-tattooed man reached out for the woman's arm.  "Oh, come on, baby!  We've always worked great together - you can't deny that..."

She yanked her arm from his grasp.  "You're right - we have always worked well together.  But that's all in the past," she insisted.  "I can't deal with this anymore...I can't keep putting up a facade for the sake of Evolution...You ruined everything!  You and that little whore!"  She felt bitter tears forming beneath her eyelids but kept them in check, refusing to let Dave Batista see her cry.  Lord knew, he'd seen enough of her tears to last them both a lifetime...

"So, you're going to give up on Evolution just because of that?  Yeah, okay - so I screwed up.  I know I did, and I'm sorry!  But I can't change the past.  Come on, babe..."

"Don't call me that!"

The man rolled his eyes impatiently.  "Fine...but don't let that affect Evolution.  I mean, we're not even a couple anymore, so-"

"And we never will be again," the girl snapped in annoyance.  "But the truth to the matter is that I'm leaving - I'm quitting Evolution."

He didn't seem fazed in the least as he stared at her.  "That would be a big mistake...No offense, but who do you think would hire you?"

She glared up into his smug, condescending face, wanting nothing more than to smack the smirk clean off of it.

"Oh, screw you and your sexist attitude!" she spat.  "And what about Stacy? She's a woman, and you stole her away from another band to make her a part of Evolution!"

"Yeah, but she's different - she's a keyboard player.  Who the hell do you think's gonna go out of their way to hire a woman guitarist?"  He laughed, sounding cruel in the process, which only contributed to making her even more angry.

"Well, for your information, you're wrong," she replied evenly, her eyes never wavering from his, "-because I've already got a new gig all lined up."

The big man laughed again.  "Yeah?  And who would that be?"

"I auditioned for a couple of the guys from Sweet Misery just this morning," she said matter-of-factly.  "And it just so happened that they hired me on the spot."

As she'd spoken, the shocked disbelief showed crystal-clear on Dave's face, and it made the woman smile with satisfaction.

"Take care, Dave..."  She turned around to leave, but then turned back to face the man one last time.  "...Oh, and good luck finding my replacement," she added, the double-meaning not lost on him.

And then Lita spun on her heel and walked away from her ex-boyfriend and now former bandmate.