The receptionist turned her attention away from Trish grabbing a clipboard from on top of her desk. She lays it down in front of her scrolling down the list of names on the piece of paper attached to it. As she continues to scroll up and down the list of names Trish starts tapping her nails on the desk in an irritated fashion. Finally the receptionist finds her name towards the bottom of the list and lays the clipboard back down on the desk.
Receptionist: Okay, you go down the hallway behind me till you reach the end. There you will find a hallway running horizontally, turn right and go about halfway down. That will be the studio Aaron will be broadcasting from. Just tap on the window and he’ll motion for you to come in when he’s ready.
Trish flashes her her usual smart ass grin before pushing her small frame off the desk.
Trish Stratus Jericho: See that wasn’t so hard was it? I guess finding good help isn’t just a problem in the wrestling business.
Before the receptionist could respond Trish walks past the reception desk making her way down the lengthy hallway following the directions the receptionist gave her. Finally she reached the studio. Sitting in a typical desk chair was a semi young man a little on the heavy side talking into a microphone. Doing as she was instructed Trish tapped on the window. Aaron looked up at the window seeing Trish standing outside. He moved over to his switchboard and pressed play. As the song continued to play he motioned for Trish to come inside. She grabbed the knob on the door twisting it slightly to the right and gently shoving the door inward. Once he inside he motioned for her to have a seat in the chair he had pulled beside him. Trish nodded in acceptance as she made her way across the rather small room. Taking a seat in the chair next to him she got herself comfortable.
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After finishing up her radio interview Trish made her way back down the hallway. As she reaches the end she turns back down the main hallway coming up behind the reception desk. She can’t help but snicker as she sees the receptionist still sitting at her desk painting her nails. Shaking her head and chuckling to herself she continued down the hallway. When she reached the desk she walked up beside the desk leans across the desk knocking the bottle of bright red nail polish all over the desk. As the receptionist looks up at her in disgust Trish flashes her innocent smile.
Trish Stratus: You really should keep a better hold on that bottle sweetie it does tend to make a mess when it spills.
Before the receptionist can even mutter out a reply Trish pushes her small frame off the desk and walks the short distance from the desk to the entry door. As she reaches the door the security guard positioned outside pulled the door open for her. She smiles politely at him thanking him as she breezed through the door. She steps on the sidewalk to see the limo driver standing right beside the left rear door gripping the handle tightly waiting on Trish to reach him. Finally she reached the end of the sidewalk and the driver pulls the door open watching as Trish slides inside. Once Trish is inside he closes the door to the limo and walked around to the front. Opening the front left door he quickly slides into the driver’s seat and fires up the engine. Before he starts to pull out of the parking lot he turns around towards Trish.
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