She was relieved that only Dawn Marie and Nidia were in the room, not wanting to have to face Torrie now that she knew her former, and the blonde woman's current, boyfriend had been suspended.  She knew they would both blame her, even though it was all Matt's own fault.

"Wow," Nidia exclaimed.  "I would love to be able to do the kind of stuff you do someday, Amy!  You're like a legend in the WWE!"  The young woman's eyes were bright and slightly wide as she regarded the redhead.

"She's right, Amy," Dawn said as she came over to sit near her best friend.  "Not only that, but did you hear the crowd's reaction to you?  Even when Matt first mentioned your name - the fans just went wild."

Amy blushed a little and shrugged.  "I guess they appreciate what I do..."  She tilted her head to her left.  "Actually, I'm feeling a tiny bit sore...I really wasn't supposed to be doing any wrestling moves until April."

"Oh, God...are you okay?" Nidia asked with alarm.

"Yeah, I think so.  Just a bit of a stiff neck."

"Oh, Amy," Dawn Marie said sadly, her brown eyes full of concern.  "Maybe you'd better get checked out - just in case."

"I doubt I put anything out of whack," the redhead stated calmly.

All of a sudden, they looked up at the sound of the door being thrown open, and an enraged Torrie Wilson stomped her way into the room.  She marched right up to where Amy sat on the leather sofa and bent over, pointing a finger in the redhead's face as she shouted at her.

"You miserable bitch!  Who the hell do you think you are?!"

"Excuse me?" Amy asked, unfazed by the platinum blonde.

"You got Matt suspended!" Torrie yelled.  "All because of your big mouth!"

The redhead stood up and faced the other woman, too angry to be concerned about what Matt might do later when he found out about whatever happened here tonight.

"I suggest you get out of my face, Torrie..."

Amazingly, the tall blonde didn't back down.  "No!  What are you going to do - sic your new boyfriend on me?!"

"No, Torrie...no - because I wouldn't stoop that low," Amy said menacingly, between clenched teeth as she stepped ever closer to the blonde, who began to back up a couple of steps for every one of the redhead's.  "I wouldn't go running to a man to beat the hell out of another woman just because she struck me!  I'm sane..."

Torrie's angry blue eyes widened for just a second until she lunged forward and slapped the other woman across the face.

Dawn Marie and Nidia, who had both stayed back, knowing full well that the redhead could take care of herself against the likes of Torrie, gasped in unison.

Amy glared at the blonde woman, rage building up inside of her.  Torrie must have realized just how furious the other diva was, because a look of terror suddenly replaced the anger on her face, and she swiftly turned around to bolt for the door - but didn't get far, as Amy grabbed her by the shoulder.  The redhead spun the woman around and decked her with a right cross to the jaw.

"Goodbye, bitch!"  Amy grabbed the shocked Torrie, who clutched her face in pain, and shoved her to the door, her other hand yanking on its knob.  She pushed the blonde out into the hallway, slamming the door behind her.

Afterward, she rubbed her hands together as she turned back to face her two brunette friends.

Dawn Marie and Nidia exchanged surprised glances, then eyed the redhead again.  Dawn's lips stretched into an appreciative grin.

"Good going!" she cried.  "I've been wanting to do that myself for the longest time."

Amy thought about what she'd just done and knew, with a sinking heart, that there would be definite repercussions to face later.  She only hoped Matt had already left the arena so the inevitable would be postponed - at least for the time being.