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Amy was still bursting with excitement hours after RAW had come to an end. No doubt about it, it was a special night.

She and Adam had gone out to a local club with Chris, Trish, Jay and Nora. It had been a really long time since either of them had done this, as while they'd been on SmackDown, they hadn't done that much at all.

They were all sitting at a booth, drinks set before them. The redhead absolutely reveled in the night. She seemed unable to stop smiling. But she couldn't help it - she was back, and she was full of enthusiasm. After sixteen months on the sidelines, she couldn't wait to get in there and have actual matches again.

"So, are you looking forward to this coming Sunday?" Trish asked, a smile on the pretty face. It was pretty much a rhetorical question. She knew how long the redheaded diva had waited for this, and this coming Sunday at Unforgiven, she would compete in her first match back.

Amy glanced over at Adam, exchanging knowing looks with him. The two shared a silent communication, and then the redhead laughed.

"With all that pent up energy you must have," Nora piped in, "try to go easy on Gail and me!"

Everyone laughed at the brunette's remark.

"I gotta say, Red..." Jericho said, a sly smile cocking his lips. "... What's with the wardrobe change? What happened to the thongs?"

Trish swatted him on the arm, mock angry.

Adam grinned.

"She still wears the thongs for *me*." He tightened his arm around her, their faces very close so that their noses touched. The blond man nuzzled her affectionately, and Amy pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

Jay shook his head.

"You two never quit, do you?" he teased.

Adam turned to briefly meet his best friend's merry blue eyes.

"Nope," he answered simply.

"I'm going to have another beer," Chris announced, and he signaled to the waitress. "You guys and gals want anything?"

"I'm good," Nora said. "I've never been one to be able to hold my liquor."

"She'll have another one," Jay said, laughing.

The brunette gave him a murderous look.

"Trying to get me drunk?"

"Absolutely."

There was more laughter around the table, and Amy shifted her gaze back on her boyfriend. Adam's green eyes were fixed on her so intensely, it made her go weak in the knees. The love and desire in those emerald depths was clear as day. Suddenly, all she wanted was to get him alone back at the hotel and 'celebrate,' as he'd promised they'd do earlier in the night, after she'd made her return.

The redhead cocked her head, a soft smile still on her face. She rose and reached out, tugging on her boyfriend's hand.

"Come dance with me."

The tall blond man gave her an amused smile as he stood up. He turned to cast a glance back at their friends as Amy tugged himover to the dance floor.

Trish rested her head in her hands, a smile adorning her face as she watched the couple.

"They look so happy," she said, shifting her gaze slightly.

"I agree," Nora nodded. She was so glad Amy had gotten together with Adam, especially after all the crap she'd gone through with Matt Hardy. But Amy and Adam seemed absolutely perfect for one another.

"Yeah," Chris said, eyeing their friends, who, by now, were dancing close in each other's arms on the dance floor. "They've been through a lot, but it's only going to get better for them pretty soon."

"Oh?" Jay asked, his brow arching. "Do you know something we don't know, Chris?"

Jericho smiled as he exchanged glances with Trish. The little blonde smirked in response.

"I'm not saying a word." With that, the blond man got up from the table, taking hold of his girlfriend's hand. Together, they made their way to the dance floor as well.