Angie Barnett huffed all through her day. Those things Jackie had said! And, Hyde putting her up to it- hiding behind his girlfriend's skirt, was he? Well, she'd show them... both of them...

She couldn't be obvious about it, though, because Daddy had just given them the store to manage together, and she had pretended to make nice for that reason- but, it was obvious he was pretending as well... A grin forming across her features as a plan flew into her brain, she grabbed her office phone and began dialing.

The voice on the other end of the phone answered. He sounded silky and sexy... and half asleep, despite the fact that it was four in the afternoon.

"Lo?" the voice answered.

"Kenny? Kenny Beauman?"

"Yeah... who's this?"

"It's me- Angie Barnett." she said, twirling the cord around her fingers. "Remember, we dated a little in high-school when I was trying to piss my parents off?"

"Oh, yeah- rich girl. What's up, rich girl?" he asked her.

"I have a job for you maybe..." she said a bit excitedly.

"Unless it's pimpin' my services out to your bed, I ain't interested. I don't 'do' jobs." Kenny said pointedly.

"Ahem, yes, well... this is... similar... but different..." she said, clearing her throat nervously.

Now that she had him on the line, she wasn't exactly sure what she wanted to do with him...

"Look, I found out I have a half brother, and he and his girlfriend are trying to muscle me out of what's rightfully mine!" she blurted.

"Okay, baby, keep talkin'..." Kenny said, his interest clearly piqued.

"Well, they totally humiliated me today!" she sniffled. "I want to get them back- bad! But, I don't know anything about that, I don't know what to do!"

"I don't think that's completely true, or you wouldn't have called me... all right, how much are we talkin' here?"

Angie bit her lip. Was she doing the right thing? Could this come back to bite her in the end? Hmm...

"Is $200 okay?"

Angie looked around the store, raising her eyebrows at Steven and his friends, who looked like they'd been burning it out.

"We have work to do!" she huffed.

"It's Thanksgiving," Kelso shrugged.

"What?" Angie blinked, confused.

"Some people toast yams, we toast ourselves." he grinned doofily at his perceived cleverness.

"Well, whatever, there's work to be done."

"Hey, I will have you know I was taking a meeting!" Hyde grinned.

"Right... about what?"

"Well, we came up with a name for the store. It was... um... damn, just had it..."

Angie rolled her eyes. "It's Grooves, burnouts. Part of a chain."

"Oh. Damnit." Hyde said, and then shrugged.

"You're lucky I'm actually responsible around here." Angie said haughtily. "Now, go set up the bins."

"What bins?"

"The bins I ordered..."

"There are no bins, sis." Hyde said with a head shake.

Angie's eyes went huge, and she nervously began thumbing through her paperwork. "I forgot to order the bins! There are no bins! No bins..." she shrieked, her hand going to her mouth.

"Oh, don't cry... we'll take care of it, okay? This... is what I do."

Three hours later, Hyde and his friends had come through with milk crates, and even a tale to her father about how that was on purpose, not a mistake on Angie's part. She was actually touched... and had forgotten about the $200 she gave to Kenny last night for their little "plan"...

Jackie was sitting up at the counter, leaning against it, when tall, dark and handsome himself came in the door. Angie's eyes went wide. Kenny hadn't filled her in on details- because he didn't want liabilities- but he zeroed right in on Jackie. Angie had given him a polaroid of Jackie and Hyde that had been snapped at the office. Which, not hard to get Jackie to pose for a picture, and she was there all the time...

Hyde was talking to W.B., who was trying to get Angie's attention.

"Angie, what are you looking at? Do you hear a word I'm saying? I'm trying to tell you how proud I am of you..."

"Jes, but she is scoping out the sexy muscle-man at the counter who is checking out Jackie's ass." Fez blurted.

Hyde frowned, looking over. Jackie looked tired, and was half leaning against the counter, her head in her hand. She didn't even notice the guy, who was very obvious about checking her out, until he spoke to her. She blinked, startled.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I asked if you had anything by Hendrix." he said, smiling at her, giving her the up-down.

Jackie shrugged. "Well, that depends..."

"On what?" Kenny asked, raising an eyebrow.

"On who this 'Hendrix' person is, because I don't know."

Kenny chuckled. "You're cute, you know that?"

"Well, yeah..." Jackie nodded. "I do have mirrors."

Hyde walked up behind Jackie, putting a possessive arm around her waist.

"I think what you're shopping for is not available, dude." he said flatly, glaring him down.

Kenny's eyebrows went up, but Jackie tried to hide the smile. She liked when her Steven was all jealous and possessive... It was so hot...

"Just came in for a Hendrix album." he said, holding his hands up in faux innocence, though he began leering at Jackie in a more obvious way now, just for spite.

Hyde's jaw set, his hands clenching into fists, but W.B. stepped in front of him. "Steven, I think it's been a long day- why don't you take the rest of the night off?" he suggested, frowning at his son. "I'll help this customer find the album that's... well, two feet in front of him..."

"Right..." Hyde growled, half yanking Jackie out of the store.

Angie bit her lower lip, looking down at the floor as he stomped out. "What have I done?" she thought to herself...