OK - this is before Spixie Couch sex of course and also before Sonny became a total and complete asshat to Spin and Jason and everyone else. Sonny is also still i charge of the business...

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PS:This is much lighter and fluffier than Abandon All Hope is it not? For those of you that like dark fics - AAH is waaaay dark.

PPS: I am currently enjoying a cold Orange Soda

"Stone Cold?" Spinelli poked his head in the door to the coffee house office.

Jason glanced up briefly and then went back to the papers he was looking. "What's up Spinelli?"

"I was hoping for some sage advice from the Mojo Master." He grinned uncontrollably.

"What??" Jason looked annoyed but it was more a reflex than actual annoyance. Spinelli had become a fixture in his life and truth be told, he missed him when he wasn't around.

"Um, sorry. I have a date."

Jason cocked an eyebrow. "A date?"

"I see that the master is surprised. Ok. Understandable."

"With who? Nadine again?"

"Uh, no, that Blonde ship has sailed - possibly in the direction of Prince Cassadine it seems." Jason ignored the information. "Anyway, no – I have a date with the Junior Fashionista."

"Who?"

"Maxie Jones." Spinelli took a deep breath at the thought that in a few hours, he, Damian Spinelli would be picking up Maxie Jones for a date. "We're going to dinner. I asked, she accepted. And Stone Cold – she kissed me."

Now Spinelli had his attention "She kissed you." He stared at Spinelli for a minute. "What happened to your hair?"

"Oh – uh, she cut it. It was surprisingly – pleasant."

"So, what do you want from me? You need to borrow the car?"

"Oh – yes, that would be most appreciated, thank you, but no, I was looking for some advice, you know - on where to take her and, well, how to act."

"Why are you asking me?"

"Because you are Stone Cold, master of all things cool and you know how to seduce women."

"No I don't." He looked quizzically at the younger man he considered his brother. "I'm not really a date kind of guy, Spinelli. Sam and I didn't exactly get together in the usual way and we never really went out much." Jason was about to tell him that he and Liz just holed up in the safe-house but remembered in time that was supposed to be secret. "You should ask Sonny."

"Ask me what?" Sonny Corinthos had opened the door to his office and heard the last part of what Jason was saying. He assumed it was about business.

Spinelli jumped up when the mob boss entered the room. "Um, nothing Mr. Corinthos, Sir. I was just - leaving." He was about to flee the room when Sonny grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him back.

"Ask me what??" Sonny was prepared for the worst.

"Spinelli wanted to ask you for some advice." Jason got a kick out of the way his two best friends reacted to each other, and even though he struggled not to laugh, his demeanor showed no change.

"No I didn't Mr. Corinthos, Sir. I'm fine."

"Why are you afraid of me Spinelli?"

"Um, because you don't like me?" Spinelli winced and prayed that his death would be relatively painless.

Sonny let go of his collar and walked over to the bar, pouring himself a glass of water. "Who said I don't like you?" Sonny grinned to himself – he enjoyed toying with the kid.

Spinelli sputtered. "Well – uh – you have, on several occasions – I'm not blaming you of course - but you - threatened to - kill me - and then there was that time that you said you were going to bend my fingers back so far that I was going to have to type on the ceiling."

"That's because you hugged me." Sonny said matter-of-factly.

"Huh - point taken, sir."

"Look, you did a good job with the Diego Alcazar thing and Kate says you are working hard for her, setting up her computer system. I appreciate that. Jason trusts you. So, what do you need advice on?" Sonny pulled the guest chair out and jabbed his finger at it, indicating that Spinelli should sit back down.

Spinelli slid around the chair, trying to stay as far away from Sonny as possible and sank nervously into the chair. He stared at the ceiling and mumbled: "um, I - have a date tonight and I needed to know, like, what to do, and where to go and how to uh, sort of, seduce - a woman." His face turned beet red as he finished wishing for the floor to open up and swallow him.

"Oh! Well buddy, in that case you came to the right person." Relieved that it had nothing to do with the Zaccharas or business and slightly flattered that the kid was asking his advice, though he had been forced into it. Sonny took the chair that Jason had vacated for him. "You need to know about women, eh? Well they are a complete mystery but I can tell you a couple things. First, tell them how beautiful they are, take them somewhere nice, open the door for them; pull out their chair. Listen to them, don't talk a lot. Be charming."

"Charming? But, sir, that's what I don't know – how do I – be charming?"

"Well, she agreed to this date, right? That's half the battle. She sees something in you – I can't imagine what, but I guess she does - so, just be yourself." Then Sonny realized who he was talking to. "But not too much."

"Ok. But where should I take her? Jakes?" he had been to the Metro Court before but was afraid of running into the Valkyrie with Maxie in tow.

"Jakes? No – that's not romantic enough for your first date." He snapped his fingers. "I know where you should go." Sonny picked up his phone and dialed. "Dominic? Yeah – this is Sonny Corinthos….Good, good….Carly and the boys are good….Yeah – I need a favor - I have an associate that is looking to take out a special lady. Do you have a table available for tonight? Yeah? Look, this guy is important in my organization, I need you to take care of him, you know what I mean? Ok…eight o'clock? Perfect - Mr. Spinelli - Thanks Dom."

Spinelli sat in shocked silence. Had Mr. Corinthos, Sir just called in a favor for him? Had he called him an important person in his organization? Had the earth reversed polarity and the universe as he knew it become a distorted version of itself?

"You have reservations at the No Name for eight o'clock tonight."

"um – uh, thank you Mr. Corinthos, Sir! I don't know what to –"

"What are you gonna wear?"

"Wear?" Spinelli looked down at his orange tee-shirt and jeans. What was he gonna wear? He had no idea.

"Yeah – you can't wear what you normally do. Do you have a suit?"

"Uh - yes."

"Really?" Sonny was surprised.

"I have one from the wedding of the no longer united Maternal One and Officer Lucky Spencer and one I bought for the unfortunate series of funerals this past winter." He glanced at Jason at the mention of his sister Emily's funeral but Jason had looked away.

"Oh, yeah, well. Wear the dark one and don't wear a black tie, you'll look like the waiters. Do you have a different color one?"

"No, sir."

"Go buy one. A good one. Nothing too weird. And don't wear a hat. Comb your hair – did you finally get it cut by the way?" Sonny was really getting in the spirit. In fact, he had inspired himself to do something romantic for Kate when she returned. "And bring her flowers. No. Wait – one single, red rose. Yeah – ladies like that kind of thing."

"O - K." Spinelli's head was spinning at the way the mob boss was behaving towards him. "Um, anything else?"

"Yeah – who is this girl?"

"Maxie Jones." Spinelli still couldn't believe it himself.

"Maxie Jones??" Sonny shook his head, the kid was in big trouble. "Well – " Sonny chuckled "Good luck, kid."

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