"So you're a friend of Randy's then?" Shane inquired, as he continued to lead Tania towards wardrobe.

"I guess you could say that."

"So you're more than friends?"

Tania was a little caught of guard by that. "No, no. What I meant was that I only met Randy the other day. This is really only the second time that I've actually held a conversation with him. But I'd like to think of him as friend." Tania cleared up, hoping that Shane wouldn't continue to have the wrong impression of everything. Randy was nice, but they hardly knew each other let alone be dating.

"He picks his friends well then." Shane complimented with a smile. "You don't know how much this means to us, you singing."

"Well you have Randy to thank for that one. To be honest, I told him I wasn't interested. He was the one who convinced me to change my mind." Tania confessed. "I'm not a lover of big crowds all focused on me."

"To be honest, neither am I." Shane admitted, slowing their pace down just a bit. "So what made you change your mind?"

"I just can't say no, especially when you needed me to do this so bad. Besides, Randy really seemed into the idea and seems to have so much faith in me I wouldn't want to let him down."

"Says the woman who has only known him for a few days."

Tania knew he had a point. It was just the kind of person she was, wanting to help everyone out. She'd put the needs of others before her own, and in a way it was like her curse. "I know, I can't figure out why either. He seems like a great guy though."

"Very professional, if that helps. I've never had a problem with him." In fact, Shane had always thought of Randy as one of the most hard working members of the roster. He was always willing to help the new guys out, since it wasn't that long ago he was considered to be one of them. Anything to make someone confortable. "Any preference on what you wear?"

"What do you mean?" Of course she would have some preference.

"Are you more comfortable in pants, or does a skirt appeal more to your tastes?"

For anyone who knew Tania, that would have been a stupid question. She had always been a tom boy through and through. "Pants, if you don't mind. You couldn't pay me enough to wear a skirt into that ring. I can't tell you the last time that I wore a dress anywhere."

"I can imagine your high school Prom at least." Shane offered. He couldn't see her not being able to remember at least one time.

"I never made it. Ended up having the flu that weekend so my best friend, who was my date that night, ended up coming over to my place with chicken noodle soup and a whole bunch of movies to watch. So definately no dress or skirt there." Tania laughed at the memory, she hadn't been that disappointed when she was unable to attend. It had been her friend dragging her to it in the first place. "Anything formal saw me in a nice pair of pants and a blouse."

Taking a glance over Tania, he could see her as being that type of person. He wondered how hard it would be to take a woman like her shopping for a wedding dress. She'd probably be picky as hell about what she wore, if not arguing to try and wear pants. "At least it wasn't a total let down."

"Nah, it worked out much better for me."

"How does four thousands sound?"

Once again, Shane's questions weren't making any sense and he was forced to elaborate. "Four thousands dollars. For singing the Anthem."

"Shane...I can't take your money. I'm doing you a favour, I don't expect anything in return. It just wouldn't feel right." Tania suddenly argued. She had never agreed to help the company out knowing that she was going to be paid for it. She did it because they needed her. Not that she couldn't use the money, but it was besides the point.

"See, but you already do. You work for the company remember?" Shane had a point. "And I wouldn't feel right not paying you."

"And I wouldn't feel right taking it. So we can argue this all night or you can just admit defeat."

Shane wouldn't lose that easily. He was asking a big favour of an employee, they deserved to be paid for their extra effort. "It's going to appear on your next paycheck, whether you like it or not."

"Being raised in a wealthy family, you're pretty used to getting your way aren't you?" Tania noted, more so to herself then Shane. If he heard it, then so be it. She still didn't want to be paid for it. In the end she would probably mess it all up somehow anyways.

"You make it sound like a bad thing."

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"So are you sweet for this girl or what?"

"I already told you Adam, we're friends." Randy repeated, this time a little more annoyed. Did he not get the point the first time around. "She's a nice girl alright. But that is it."

Adam's grin grew. "For now. So if you aren't going after her, can I?"

"You don't know her!"

"True. But one date could change all that. I'm sure I'd be able to learn quite a bit about her if given the...opportunity." Randy knew what the underlying message of that statement was, and he didn't find it to be as amusing. Tania wasn't someone who Randy would consider having a one night stand with, and neither should Adam. He was even smart enough to realize she was too good for that.

"Don't even bother. She's not some whore and she's definately not some rat. She knows our kind a lot better then you think."

"Our kind?" Adam was offended by that. "And just what exactly is our kind?"

Sighing, Randy didn't really have the time for this. "Just looking for the next girl willing to give us a good fuck then be gone by morning. We travel way too much to have a serious relationship."

"I had a serious relationship." Adam argued. Him and Alanah had been very happy.

"Yeah, the keyword all of that Adam is 'had'. You don't have one any more." The fact that his relationship had ended in divorce was only helping to prove Randy's point. Then again, Tania travelled just as much as he did. For all he knew she was just as bad as them. Doubtful, but possible.

"Touchy. Why defensive all of a sudden?"

What was it with people around here. It was like all of a sudden you were unable to have a friend who was of the opposite sex. It annoyed Randy to no end to see his co-workers acting so shallow. Dave knew, Tania was a nice girl. Someone that it would be worth it to you to spend some time with. "Adam, just drop it would you."

"Whatever. Just remember, we need to go over the post match sometime tonight."

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"Shane I can't wear this out there." Tania cried out from the other side of the door. Rolling his eyes, Shane couldn't see what the problem was. The outfit hadn't been that revealing.

"Can I at least see you in it first?"

Hearing the lock turn, Shane watched as the door slowly pushed open and Tania stepped out. It was then that Shane's breath caught in his throat. Though it was only a black pair of pants and a tight fitting belly top with the American Flag printed on, it looked stunning. Or more improtantly, she looked stunning.

"You wear it well."

"Yeah, but does that much skin need to be showing?" Tania questioned, looking down at her stomach. It just wasn't something that she normally wore...ever. "I feel so naked."

"I don't want you to get mad at this, but you look stunning." He watched as Tania looked up unsure for a moment before letting the slightest hint of a smile appear. "Ask any man back here and they will agree."

"You're going to make me blush ."

"Go ahead. Even that on you looks good."

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