In this chapter, there are two references.
One might not be as obvious if you haven't seen gossip girl.
But I think the second one will be a bit more obvious to fans of Castle
Let me know if you find them :)
To Rick's liking, the party as starting to wrap up, the guest were pouring out of The Lottle New York Palace. Only to repeat what they had already spent the evening doing, huddling into their social groups, expect this time to wait for their drivers to bring around their Cadillacs.
It wasn't that he didn't like parties, in fact, he had quite an impressive resume when it came to parties. But the thing that made those parties some of the best nights of his life was that he knew the people who were in his company, He didn't feel stiff or pressure to make a good first impression.
And normally his hair wasn't jammed back with hair gel.
And his clothes weren't as tight fighting and itchy.
Rick clears his throat and adjusts his bowtie. "As if that's going to make a difference," He thinks to himself.
"Rick, honestly will you leave that thing alone." He hears Gina's voice say as she fixes it. "After all the time, I spent on it."
"Yes, I know." He winces. "I don't know what's going to choke me to death first, you're perfume or the bowtie."
"Maybe you should have become a actor, instead of a writer, Mr Drama Queen." Gina sighs as finishes up the bowtie, making sure to make it extra tight.
"Castle? Drama Queen? What other royal titles would you like me to hold, Gina!"
"You're bone, isn't with me." She rolls her eyes and sighs. "Would you rather read a book written by Richard Rodgers or Richard Castle, was the question put to the test audience and Richard Castle won."
"Why a test audience? Why couldn't we just let the book sell itself out rather than me selling myself out."
"Yes, Richard that seems like a wonderful way for The Black Pawn to lose money," Gina growls, snatching a glass of champagne.
Rick follows suit and storms off but then stops in his tracks, when Rick spots another tall brunette. "Must be one of the models?" He thinks to himself.
But at the same time, Couldn't help but notice, how even though she had been styled in a similar fashion to other models, but there was just something about her, something a little bit different.
His curious mind leads him towards the mysterious brunette.
"Didn't want to go with all your friends?" Rick asks, taking a seat next to her on the bar stool.
Kate scoffs and laughs. "No, I think they would have much preferred you're company over mine."
All though a bit taken back by her response, Rick can't help but let out a laugh and for the first time this evening, It's a real smile and laugh.
"Should I even ask, if you've read the book?"
"Should I even ask, my burning questions?" Kate shoots back.
"Only if, I can ask you a couple first?" Rick replies.
"Well." She bites her lip and shrugs. "It's the least, I can do for the man for the hour."
"What's your name?"
"It's Kate." She smiles.
"Kate," Rick repeats with a grin. "I like that."
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"Now that's more like it." Paula grins from afar. "Now we're talking."
"Your eyesight is worse than that 'Jersey' accent, you proudly parade around," Gina growls, she examines Kate up and down.
"Bitter much." Paula scoffs. "Right now, you could give lemon, lime and bitters a run for its money."
Gina puts her glass down and marches toward's, Kate and Rick, like a woman on a warpath.
"Excuse me, Richard, we really should be going, we've got that signing at Barnes and Noble early in the morning."
Rick sighs and hangs his head. "I'll meet you in the car," Gina smirks and walks away.
"Well, duty calls," Rick said's with a sigh as he gets off the barstool. "Detective." He nods.
"It sure does Castle," Kate replies with the same grin that she just can't seem to shake off.
"It's too bad, we were interpreted, it would have been a great evening." Castle bites his lip, as he assists Kate by putting her coat on.
Kate turns around, still sporting a grin while looking him deep in the eye for a second, before leaning in and whispering in his ear. "You have no idea."
Getting the last word in. Kate Beckett walks away leaving Richard Castle in awe, while the OneRepublic's song, Stop and Stare appropriately plays.
Leaving the two confident about their paths crossing once again.
Almost like fate, intended it to be.