WWE star Cathy Kelley leaves jaws-dropped in revealing dress as she links up with Buffy legend – ‘two queens'
Kelley, 36, attended a theatre promoting the upcoming release of the remake of the iconic horror film I Know What You Did Last Summer.
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And the backstage interviewer was joined by one of the original movie's stars in Gellar, 48 - who won't be in the sequel as he character was killed in the first one.
The WWE star and the Buffy the Vampire Slayer star took a selfie together that left their fans in awe.
Kelley issued a quote her famous friend's character Helen Shivers said in the slasher flick.
It read: "Well Bob. at summer's end I plan on moving to New York where i'll pursue a career as a serious actress. through art i shall serve my country.' - Helen Shivers, may she R.I.P."
That led to Kelley's 349,000 Twitter followers storming the comments' section.
One fan tweeted: "Two queens."
This fan said: "Running out of ways to say you are the best."
And that one posted: "Wut. You met Buffy???"
WWE star Cathy Kelley turns head in 'mind blowing' bikini and stuns in latest outfit
Kelley and Gellar are longtime friends and even work out together, as shown in a viral clip released last year.
The actress' husband and fellow I Know What You Did Last Summer co-star Freddie Prinze Jr is an avid pro wrestling fan who also worked with WWE for a while as a writer, producer and director.
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