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Disclaimers: I do not own or have any relation with anyone from ER, nor
do I own the rights to the song Magical Mystery Tour by Lennon/McCartney. John was getting ready for a date. It was so weird, he'd be going to pick her up, but she would tell the driver where to go. What a weird surprise date. He decided to look at the invitation one more time, to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Come pick me up in the limo. I'll be at the entrance to the El station by County at 5PM in a red dress and blue hat. Wear something that's dressy yet casual. Leave a menu for Chinese with menu item 43 circled if you are interested, and item number 96 if you are not on the table in the lounge in the ER on Tuesday afternoon." Dressy yet casual? That sounded hard to do. Hmmm, khaki's and a button-down shirt with a blazer? He'd better carry a tie with him, just in case. *Beep* There's the limo, he'd better get a move on. He hurried into the jacket, and took a last glance in the mirror. Good thing he didn't have to shave more than once a day. He quickly splashed some aftershave, grabbed his tie, and ran to the limo. "We're picking up someone in a blue hat and red dress at the El station by County," he said.
Once in the car, John thought back to the day he got the invitation. It was slipped into his locker when he was off for two days. When he got back, it was there, waiting for him, along with a Chinese menu. He looked at it, trying to figure out who had sent it. He spent all day staring at people to see if they were looking for the menu on the table. He couldn't guess who it might be. It was a real mystery. It was getting close to the end of his shift, and he had yet to leave an answer. Finally, he decided he needed to know who the mystery woman was, so he circled item number 43, a spicy chicken dish, and left the menu on the table. Why not? He wasn't really seeing anyone at the time anyways. Who did he know who would be too shy to ask him out? He didn't know.
Why couldn't the car go any faster? What was with all this traffic? There's the station, they're almost there. And there she is in the red dress and blue hat. But from here he can't tell who it is. Who could it possibly be? She's sitting down, so he can't tell the height. Where could this mystery date be taking him? What could possibly be dressy yet casual that he couldn't be told about in advance? The light changed, finally. Almost there.
The car finally stopped. He jumps out, eager to see who this mystery person is. He walks up to her and taps her on the shoulder. Finally this mystery would be solved, at least part of it - who was this mystery woman? She turned around, "Hi, I've been waiting for this for a long time," she says with a smile. Back to home |
