Kelly and Ryan are sitting at a table in The Peach Pit. "Are you sure Brenda wont mind me intruding on your dinner plans?" he asks hesitantly, not wanting to leave but too polite not to offer. Kelly smiles, "Of course not, as long as you don't mind girl talk." She teases. Ryan laughs. "For you, I can live with that." Kelly blushes and looks down at the table, twirling her straw in her drink. "I wonder where she is. Practice must have run late." The door to The Pit clings as it opens and Kelly looks up expecting to see Brenda running in. She freezes when she sees the figure in the doorway. Ryan notices. "Kelly, are you okay?" he turns to see what has caught her attention when Nat comes out of the kitchen.
Looking to greet his latest customer automatically, he suddenly realizes who it is. "Dylan!" He yells and walks over quickly to shake his hand and slap him on the back. "This is like old school week. Come on in here. How are you?" Dylan smiles. "You haven't changed a bit." He says with a laugh. "I'm good Nat. How are things at The Pit?"
Back at the table, Ryan is starting to get concerned. "Kelly, are you okay?" He asks again. He can't help wondering who the man at the door is and why Kelly has been speechless since he walked in.
Dylan turns and looks around the room while he talks to Nat. Ryan watches as Dylan and Kelly make eye contact. "Who is he?" Ryan asks, getting a bit irritated. His face drains of color when Kelly whispers almost to herself, "Sammy's father."
Dylan sees Kelly and smiles. "How about a megaburger and fries Nat?" As Nat walks to the kitchen, Dylan heads to Kelly's table. "Hey Kel."
"Dylan, what are you doing here?" She questions, still shocked to see him.
"I had some free time come available so I thought I would stop in and check out my investments. And…"he hesitates. "I was hoping to spend a little time with Sam while I'm here." Dylan notices Ryan staring at them. Holding out his hand he says, "Dylan McKay." Ryan looks at his hand for a long moment before slowly reaching to shake as Kelly finally realizes he is still sitting there. "Oh, I am so sorry. Ryan this is Dylan. Dylan this is Ryan. We work together." Ryan looks at Kelly quickly with a slight frown. Dylan can tell he is disappointed at her seeming description of their relationship and laughs to himself. "Nice to meet you Ryan."
Just then, Nat walks out carrying a plate loaded with a megaburger, fries, coffee and a large piece of peach pie. "Here ya go, partner. Try this out and tell me that business isn't great!" Nat grins. "Uh, where would you like this?"
Kelly speaks up. "You can put it down here Nat. Dylan, why don't you join us?"
Dylan looks back and forth between Kelly and Ryan. "I don't want to intrude on your date Kel. Why don't I just give you a call tomorrow."
"Don't be silly." Kelly says, "Its okay with you right?" She asks Ryan. "Besides, we aren't really on a date tonight. Actually I should probably tell you Dylan…."
At this moment the door opens again. Nat looks up with a big grin. "There's my Laverne!"
"And don't you forget it Pops." Brenda says with an accent. "And this hostess with the mostest really will cry if I don't get some food soon." She says laughingly in reference to singing "Its My Party" on her night as Laverne. "Sorry I'm late Kel. Practice ran late again. Hey Ryan. I can't believe…" suddenly Brenda looks at the table realizing that Kelly and Ryan are not alone as Dylan turns around . She stops speaking suddenly. She can't move. It's as if her feet are stuck to the floor.
"Brenda?" Dylan says quietly as he stands up.
