John Cena sat down on the edge of his bed when he got back to his room after RAW that night in New York City.

Lillian. He couldn't get her out of his head again tonight. It had been like this every night for the past week. Ever since he had noticed the way Lillian smiled when she looked at him after introducing him. She had done it again tonight. John smiled as he thought about it. She was so pretty…

John had seen her tonight after the show. It had been just before he left the arena. She had been talking to Maria and Torrie, and hadn't noticed him standing there.

John had been too shy to go over and talk to Lillian. He couldn't bring himself to talk to her, even though deep down, he was dying to ask her out for dinner. It was obvious to John that she liked him, and he liked her too.

John got up and undressed to go and take a shower. After he finished, he dried himself off and dressed for bed. John turned down the blankets, and got into bed. As soon as he was settled, Lillian's smile somehow found it's way back into his thoughts.

Enough was enough; John needed to get some sleep tonight.

He picked up the phone and rang the front desk. He asked the girl to put him through to Lillian's room.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Uh hi. Lillian? It's John Cena."

"Oh hello John. What can I do for you?"

"Well I was wondering, would you like to have dinner with me tomorrow night?"

"Sure, I've been hoping that you would ask."

"Ok, so I'm not going insane then, good to know." John mumbled.

"Excuse me?" Lillian asked.

"Oh! It's just that I've noticed the way you smile at me. Although for the last little while I've been thinking it was my imagination or something." John said.

"I'm sorry about that. I was actually wanting to ask you out…but wasn't sure how to make the first move."

"Anyway, I'll pick you up tomorrow night at seven. Sound cool?" John asked.

Tomorrow was a night off for everyone.

"All right, I'll see you then. Bye." Lillian said, as she hung up.

John hung up the phone with a big smile on his face. He turned out the light and settled down to sleep.

The next morning John was up early, even for him. He usually got up at dawn to go for a run. However, this morning, he had woken early, and had been too excited to go back to sleep; after thinking of Lillian and her smile. Something he hoped to see a lot of on their date this evening.

John went for his run. When he got back, he had some breakfast with some of the other superstars and crew; then he picked up his stuff, and headed for the Gym to meet with Randy and have the rest of his workout. John's good mood lasted throughout his workout with Randy. John even noticed Randy rolling his eyes when he heard him start humming softly.

Finally when they were in the showers afterward, Randy turned to him.

"All right Cena, what gives? You're never this cheerful when we work out. What happened, you get laid or something?"

"No." John said and then he thought "Not yet!"

"But you might?" Randy asked, digging.

John shook his head. He knew better than to tell Randy about his plans with Lillian. He didn't want anything to screw things up for him.

"Aw come on!" Randy protested.

"No. If it's meant for you to know, you'll find out. But until then, my lips are sealed. Sorry Bro."

"Whatever. Did I tell you about this hot chick I met at the club last night?" Randy asked John.

"No. But let me guess. Blonde, blue-eyed, and a body that could stop traffic?"

"Yeah, actually, how did you know?"

"Randy, don't you think I ought to know you by now? Besides I kinda overheard you talking to Jeff at breakfast. Then again, I'm pretty sure the whole table heard you. Seriously bro, it's impolite to boast about one's sexual exploits."

"Ooh! Listen to you, Mister prim and proper! What the hell's gotten into you? A couple of weeks ago, you were the one bragging. I seem to remember hearing about your escapades with a hot young red headed stewardess on that flight to Houston." Randy reminded him.

John smiled. That was typical Randy.

"Those were different circumstances. She offered, I took her up on it. And let's just say I've changed my ways since then." John countered.

"Well whoever this mystery girl is, she's certainly done a number on you."

"Not yet…but hopefully she will." John thought with a grin.

They finished at the gym, and headed back to the hotel.