Two in a row wootwoot for me.
Walking into the bar Mrs. Kains felt out of place, but spying the nice young man she had met earlier she walked over to him.
"Now where is that boss of yours?"
"Back corner can't miss her, it's her regular booth."
She couldn't help but notice that a few beers had given the boy a rather loose mouth, but nor was she going to complain. Walking to the back, she saw her there in a black dress shirt with her motorcycle boots and ripped jeans propped up on the table, in a very Jo fashion. At that moment the landscaper got distracted by the kid who's birthday it was and she found that the perfect time to walk up to the table and lean over with her hands on both sides of Jo's feet. She could tell the woman knew she was there but instead looked protectively at the boy as he walked toward the bar, taking this opportunity to speak Mrs. Kains made her introduction.
"Hi Jo, did you honestly think you could hide forever?"
"Well if it isn't Princess Warner, how did you know I'd be here? We haven't even spoken for four years."
"Actually it's Mrs. Kains, at least until the papers are signed tomorrow at three. See you came to me, I didn't even have to look which makes the last four years of turning my head at every brunette that passed pointless."
"Well would you like to sit, actually you sit I'll go get you a beer. Don't even say you want something else your options here are beer or beer, so Princess your gonna have to settle." Jo's accent was as heavy as ever which meant at least a couple of years back home in the Bronx.
Walking back to the booth she felt a hand on her arm.
"Hey Polniaczeck, what about you showing me those skills that you got, heard you could hit a cue straight without looking at the table. Heard it also got ya in some trouble but won't mention that if ya up to fifty bucks."
"Fine let me give my friend her drink."
But by the time she turned around she was standing behind her.
"Look Blair I have to do this just sit over there and don't ask any questions." Getting a courage Jo thought she had lost she pecked Blair on the lips. Mick didn't let that slip past him and he knew he had done the right thing. A few hours later as they left the bar, Jo offered to give Blair a ride to her place knowing the heiress had taken a cab and wouldn't get home till four in the morning if she took another.
"What was that about, Jo?"
"Apart of me I'm not quite ready to explain yet."
