By Megs
Date: 25 June 2000
New Scene. Old Cast.
She has dressed carefully for the part. Casual enough...after all its only a
dive bar set for the "Cheers" spinoff. Sexy enough...hot night cute tank top
underwear to match but leave the bra at home. She is going to work.
She serves up the drinks and watches the door. Waits for the song lyrics that
will give her a sign he is coming. She thinks they have a song. She thinks he
is coming to sing it to her.
And he enters and their eyes meet before the doors close. This is a new scene
for their story. He looks just as she imagined and for a minute she can pretend
he went through the trouble she did to get ready if only because she would be
there. Funny thought. But sometimes she thinks she can read his mind.
She heads over to take his order. Strolling almost. Trying to supress the
urge. Trying to take enough breathes because her head is flying high in a
middle school crush kind of way. Her voice still comes out breathless but
maybe sexy?
"My turn to serve you a drink. Gin and tonic?"
"Wow...I haven't seen you since...ummm yeah gin and tonic. How have you been?
The restaurant misses you."
The restaurant? She wonders. What about you? That voice stays
in her head and she pours him the drink.
The other bartender asks who the man is who has kept both eyes on her tonight.
She laughs. Its probably the sixty year old wino nursing his twelvth glass of
cabernet in a box. But her heart jumps on the suggestion.
She is hot and not nearly as fresh as she had felt when her shift ends. He
offers to buy her a drink and she accepts. For the wrong reasons. Just to
make it easier. She swallows shots of Crown Royal eagerly as if the drink had
the answers. Her head is skipping. But the songs plays.
And they dance. In the middle of God and everyone they know they dance to an
old Pearl Jam song that once had "ironic" lyrics. And they kiss to seal the
deal.
She leaves her willpower on the bar along with her last empty glass. She gets
in the car with him and they head off to find answers to things they have never
figured out alone.
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