Shawn Michaels stands in front of the panicking Neveah Taylor as she looks side to side trying to find a napkin or something and Shawn chuckles. Shawn places his hand on her shoulder.

Shawn Michaels. Don't worry. You're not fired....yet

Shawn Michaels winks at Neveah Taylor as her expression goes from relied to a such sense of nervousness as Shawn walks past Neveah before taking a quick glance behind him looking at her ass. Neveah quickly turns around as Shawn acts like he was just looking at the pictures on the walls.

Neveah Taylor. What do you mean I'm not fired yet?! Are you saying my job is in jeopardy because of this little accident?!

Shawn chuckles again as Neveah Taylor hurries up to him.

Shawn Michaels. Not even close sweetheart. You were hired under a different management team. I can't fire you, even if I wanted to. Plus, I can only fire in ring competitors on good authority. You are untouchable which is a real shame. *wink* Besides....Why would I want to fire such a looker as yourself? I would be foolish. You don't fire women with a beautiful face, a nice ass, and a rack that could feed a village.

Shawn Michaels looks Neveah Taylor over as he adjusts his hat and tie.