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It was precious how quickly Sami corrected Renee. If it was someone else, Renee would probably get snappy and say something dumb and make things slightly awkward but it was different with Sami. The blonde brushed it off and giggled, trying to pretent she was offended with the correction. “I doubt Raw people can make Raw Talk as exciting as Talking Smack. Maybe I’ll definitely go to Raw and make the show fun again.” She winked, teasing the wrestler once more as a quick casual laugh escaped her lips. “I don’t want you to hate on me for talking ship about your show. But you’re quite possibly the best thing on Raw. Just don’t end up hosting Raw Talk or we’ll have serious problems.” Renee raised an eyebrow, trying to intimidate him a little bit. “Don’t test me or else…”

    ^{“Hey, why not?!”      He huffed in indignation, putting the washcloth down beside him and folding his arms across his chest. His mouth was turned down in a childish pout–which he immediately stopped doing when he realized it probably wasn’t helping his case. Instead, he grinned smugly back at the fellow Canadian, and leaned forward conspiratorially.      “Y’afraid that I’m gonna outdo you as a host? After all, you did say that I have charm and I’m adorable. I could definitely bring a lot to the table!”      As he said this, his cheeks warmed, clearly betraying the fact that, while he was falling into the still-familiar habit of trying to one-up and tease Renee, he really didn’t want to host RAW Talk. He didn’t consider himself as anything special that’ll live up to the standards of a good host.}