Thanks to imnotsayingimobsessedbut who gave me the link to the article;
But my favorite moment had to be when I asked Meriwether whether she had a plan about where Nick (Jake Johnson) and Jess will end up and without missing a beat she said, "F—ing." (But she said it without the dashes.) But then she conceded, "But he'll marry someone else."
Sorry this chapter is short. I needed somthing to connect this one and the next. Plus this made it easier to explain Nick buying the bar, and Cece's situation. Same with Schmidt.
Nick sat at the bar, and downed another drink. He could be honest, in the couple of weeks that they'd split, It had been awkward to say the least. Jess spent most of her time with Cece, and avoiding him. Now he spent most of him time taking extra shifts at the bar, and when he wasn't working, he was drowning his sorrows in whiskey.
"We've got to do something," Winston said turning to Schmidt in the booth.
Schmidt had to admit he had been shocked when Nick and Jess worked out. He'd seen Nick's eyes light up whenever she entered the room, lost and love-struck. Schmidt had to admit he had his objections, but he had to admit, he'd never seen Nick happier in the ten years that Schmidt had known him. Jess was good for Nick, and Schmidt watched Nick evolve. Soon, Nick seemed more confident, and even two months ago, when Shane sold the bar, Schmidt was surprised the most. Nick, the man afraid of committing to things, bought the bar.
"I gotta have a future," Nick told him, "I gotta give something to Jess."
Schmidt remembered the silent determination in his friend's eyes as Schmidt co-signed the lease. Nick hadn't told Jess or Winston, and wanted it to be a surprise. Nick continued working as a bartender, and slowly started to build his business.
"Are you listening Schmidt?"
"Of course I am! What do you take me for Winston?" Schmidt replied offended, "Some kind of untamed buffoon?"
Winston only raised an eyebrow in reply.
"What we must do first is sober him up. We cannot have him running around like some lovesick puppy. And we mustn't let him make any life decisions; we can't have him end up like the guy in the notebook." Schmidt paused, "Just lying there waiting to die."
"Schmidt!" Winston yelled.
"Fine, Fine." Schmidt said standing, "Just let Schmidty do his magic."
"What am I going to do Cece?" Jess sat in Cece's apartment, curled up around a jug of vanilla ice cream.
"Stop eating so much Ice Cream for starters, babe" Cece answered looking Jess in the eye. Cece had watched Jess evolve from one of the happiest girls on earth to an ice-cream-loving, sunshine-hating, recluse in a matter of weeks. Not that she actually hated sunshine; she just didn't seem as bright.
Cece missed the glitter of her old friend, and missed how she sparkled with Nick; it was as if a sun shone just for them.
"Stand up." Cece commanded. Jess stood, still clutching the ice cream.
"Give me that." Cece said grabbing the jug and ignoring Jess' hands and threw it down.
"Cece!" Jess exclaimed surprised at her friend's actions, "What are you doing?"
"We're going out Jess."
"You've got to be kidding me Schmidt!" Winston exclaimed at his friend's atrocious idea.
"Look Winston, I know you can't see the genius behind my words," Schmidt said, "But trust a brother."
Winston looked at Schmidt, who was now raising his hand for a high-five. Winston just shook his head at his friend, who then insisted that he receive his rightful high-five.
"Fine." Schmidt said huffing as he stalked off to meddle in Nick's life.
"Don't take too long Jess!" Cece yelled as Jess slumped off to the bathroom to take a shower. Cece fell back into the couch when she heard the water start. Cece had scarcely any time for herself since she had ended the wedding with Shivrang. Soon after, she had started dating a guy named Kris. He was nice, normal, and everything that Cece needed. Schmidt hadn't taken this too hard; he was back together with Elizabeth and from what Cece could tell it was going well.
The door opened behind her, and she watched as Winston walked in, followed by Schmidt, supporting a very drunk Nick.
"Come on buddy," Schmidt said leading Nick to the couch, "Evening Cecelia."
"What are you guys doing back?"
"We got tired of Nick's pity phase." Winston supplied.
"We're going to Vegas Baby!" Schmidt yelled, complete with Jazz hands and a little dance.
Sorry It's so short. I plan to write more soon. I'm working on making my chapters longer. As always, any reviews welcome!