Amy nearly skipped into the locker room she, Trish and Stacy were sharing for the night, a brilliant smile dominating her face.  She even whistled as she stepped into the room, smiling even more broadly as she caught sight of Trish rummaging through her bag a few feet away.

"Oh, hey, Ames," the petite blonde said, smiling back as her friend sank back on the couch situated a few feet away.  "Well, you certainly look like the cat that swallowed the canary.  What's up?"

Instead of responding to the question, the redhead asked, "Where's Stacy?"

"Getting a bottle of water.  She'll be right back.  What's up?"

"Hold on - I want to wait for her to return," Amy said, putting up one hand.  "Then I'll tell you."  She couldn't stop smiling if her life depended on it.

"Hmm..." Trish said as she straightened up, a hand on her hip.  "This oughtta be interesting."  She really wondered what her friend was up to.

A moment later, Stacy stepped into the locker room, her bottle of Poland Spring under her right arm, a small box and what appeared to be a piece of paper in her hand.  "Hey, Trish, look at-"  The leggy blonde's words trailed off as she raised her brown eyes to see that the redhead was also in the room.  "Hi, Amy."  She smiled.

"Whatcha got there, Stace?" the Canadian diva asked curiously, craning her neck to try to get a better look.

"These were right out the door," the tall blonde woman replied.  "They're for you."  She neared the redheaded diva and handed them to her, then, when Amy accepted them, she shifted her water bottle to her left hand.

"Ooh, looks like another present from your secret admirer," Trish quipped with a big smile.  She quickly ran over to the other two divas, a feeling of great excitement coming over her at this latest gift.

Amy gently tore open the small envelope first, pulling out the letter within.  As Stacy stood in front of her, the little blonde nudged her way to the redhead's side, peering over her shoulder in an attempt to read along with her.  Because the tallest diva was unable to see the letter, Amy read it aloud.

Dear Amy,

I told you I'd be writing you again.  Last night was a lot of fun.  It's always fun clubbing with someone as fun, sweet and beautiful as you.  I cherish each and every moment we spend together, though it never seems to be enough!  Time just seems to fly when we're together, but then, as they say, time flies when you're having fun.

I hope you like what's in the box.  I found it in Toronto the other day when we were preparing for WrestleMania, and I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather see wearing it.  It's just another token to let you know how I really feel - how much I care.

Best of luck to you in your match against Trish tonight.  I'll be watching and rooting you on (no offense, Trish!).

"Aww!  Whoever your secret admirer is, he's a real sweetheart!" Stacy cried, a smile touching her lips.  "I hate to admit it, but I'm a little envious..."

Trish mock-scoffed at the last paragraph of the letter.  "Humpf!  'No offense, Trish'?  What a creep - he should be cheering for me."  Her faked scowl disappeared and was replaced by a bright grin.  "Open the box already, damn it!  I'm dying of suspense here!"

"Okay, okay already!" Amy said, shooting the petite blonde Canadian a smirk.  She pulled at the red wrapping paper, then pulled the top of the little box off.  As she dug inside with the fingers of her right hand, her hand came into contact with a metallic object, which she lifted out to inspect and to allow her friends to see.

"Oh, God..." she breathed, her mouth falling open.  Both Stacy and Trish gasped in pleasant surprise as well.

The redhead stared at the object she held, in absolute awe.  Guliyan chocolates and roses were one thing, but this was jewelry - and she still didn't know the identity of her admirer.  Well, she suspected it might be Shane, but she couldn't be sure.

"Wow!  That's gorgeous..." Stacy breathed as she reached out and touched the delicate gold chain lightly, her eyes sparkling as she examined the tiny heart locket dangling from the end of it.

"It sure is!" Trish said.  "It must have cost this guy a pretty penny.  I wonder who he is?"

"I don't know if I can accept this," Amy said, the smile gone from her face.  While she was touched, she felt uncertain about accepting such an expensive gift from someone - especially when she didn't know who was showering her with this stuff.

"What?  Are you kidding, Ames?" the small blonde asked, a slight look of incredulity on her face.

"I...Well, it's just that I feel like I'm taking advantage of someone in accepting it," the redhead explained.  "I don't-"

"Amy, someone went out of his way to get this for you.  If you don't keep it, you'll disappoint him," Trish reasoned.  "Besides, you already know that it's someone you know, so the odds that he's gotten you nice presents in the past is more than possible - it's probably definite."

"True..." the other woman agreed.  And she really did love the locket.  It was exquisite and beautiful, and she wanted more than anything to put it on right away, but she had a match to prepare for - as did Trish.

Stacy was still smiling.  "So, what are you going to do, Amy?  Are you keeping it?"

"Yeah," the redhead relented, letting out a sigh that was half-resignation and half-contentedness.  "I'll keep it."  She placed it gently back into its box, then slipped it and the letter into her bag.  "I'll put it on later, after our match," she said, glancing back toward Trish.

"Good idea," the little blonde said.  "That way, he will probably see you wearing it."  She finally recalled something from a few minutes earlier.  "Hey!  You said wanted to tell us something...What is it?"

"Oh, that's right!" Amy said, a smile spreading across her pretty face.  "In all this secret admirer excitement, I forgot."  Then, glancing from Trish to Stacy, she said, "Before I got here, I was called into Vince's office - I was talking with him for awhile, which is why I got here a little late..."

"And?"  Stacy gestured with both hands before replacing them on her hips.

"And...you two are not going to believe this, but...James Cameron, the famous director, wants me as a special guest star on his TV show, Dark Angel...!"