Nick straightened his sports coat as he got out of the car. "So do I have to fake being a doctor?" He asked as Jess came around to meet him. They had a minor slap fight as he tried to keep her from messing with his tie.
"Just let me... no," she answered as she finished fixing his tie. "I never gave any details. These people aren't like my old coworkers. I don't sit around and chew the fat with anyone." She pouted a little and sighed, "I've been asked to leave the staff lounge by three different people because they thought I was a student."
Nick looked at the blue 'cocktail' dress Jess was wearing as they walked towards the building. It had a skirt she could twirl (and she had) and she had bows in her hair. "Uh, Jess. You do look...," he took a step back and put his hands up when she whirled around to glare at him. "Like a teacher! You look like a grown-up, college teacher, is what I was going to finish saying."
"Nick," she said clearly and slowly. He had mentally always called this her patient-teacher voice. "Your fake boyfriend duties start right now. What did I tell you in the car?"
"Rule number one, be nice to you in front of others," he sighed and rolled his eyes as she started counting along with her fingers. "Number two, don't leave you alone with anyone for more than 2 minutes."
"And?" She tapped her foot.
"Aaaand go along with everything you say," he finished obediently.
"Right," she hooked her arm through his and started towards the party once more. "I need this job and I don't want to get fired because I punched inappropriate someones. You're here to make me look good, save me from tipsy coworkers, and keep me from being bored out of my mind. Got it?"
He opened the door into the admin building where the party was being held and motioned for her to proceed. "Got it, kid. Let's get this over with."
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