"So… What's going on?" Karli asked.
"Um…. Well, I got a job at the local hospital, the same one where I had my one year internship."
"Congrats Logie! Why didn't you tell me? I would've thrown you a party. I'll throw you one anyway buddy." Carlos exclaimed in delight and excitement, Logan sighing.
"Why don't we have it now? We can order cake and champagne!" Karli said, getting in on the plans.
"You guys REALLY don't have to do that!" Logan said desperately, trying to look grateful at the same time.
"No Logan! It's a great idea, and important that we celebrate your big achievement." Adrienne joined in. She signaled for the waiter to come over to their table. "Hey, can you bring us a bottle of your best champagne and a chocolate cake?" the waiter nodded and wrote down the order.
"You know what? Bring us some chocolate strawberries also. Oh and some smores and why don't you also bring some fish sticks?" Karli
"And corndogs!" added Carlos. "Can't forget the corndogs." Logan rolled his eyes at his friend's annoying obsession. The waiter nodded again, with a look of shock at all the food for only four people. At that moment, Karli notices Wayne pass the table.
"Wayne! Come here for a sec!" Karli waved the older man over.
"Have you changed your mind?" he asked hopefully.
"You could say that. I do want to become a reality TV star, but my boyfriend seems to think it's a bad idea. I'm going to take his word for it, but at the moment, I'm angry with him, and I want revenge. Even it's not real. Can you make us a fake contract so I can trick him into thinking me and my two friends, Carlos and Logan, are really signed onto a show?"
Wayne nodded thoughtfully. "I wish you would've changed your mind, but I'm willing to help you. You're a great girl after all." He said flirtatiously, adding a wink for effect.
Adrienne shuddered at the older man's creepiness, but jumped in. "Count me in! I want revenge on Kendall too."
"Alright, I'll email you a contract right now. As long as I don't sign it, it's not valid so you guys just add your signatures later and you're good to go." Wayne pulled out his phone and typed in the address Karli gave him. "Good luck guys." He added before taking off.
At that moment, the group's food was served. "You know what? I say we take the corndogs, ditch everything else, and find a cool club to celebrate at instead!"
Carlos jumped in.
"What's wrong with celebrating here? This restaurant is perfectly fine Carlos. You're just weird." Logan retorted.
"Well Logan, in case you haven't noticed you're almost 27 years old, and you're last date was how long ago? Almost a year ago! If we don't help you, you'll die lonely and a hermit. We could call you Hortense the Hermit!" Carlos stated matter of factly. He said this in his usual innocent tone, oblivious to his rude comments.
"You think you're so funny don't you? Where's your girlfriend? In fact, we SHOULD find a club. Maybe we'll find another helmet-wearing, corndog-eating freak like you whose actually willing to go out with you."
"Hurtful… Do you really think we could find another me?" Logan rolled his eyes.
"Ignoring your stupid question, let's take the chocolate cake too!"
"And the chocolate covered strawberries!" the two girls added in glee.
"Excuse me sir? Can we take all this to go?" Karli asked the already exasperated waiter, who rolled his eyes and walked towards the kitchen in response.
"What about your boyfriends?" Logan asked.
"What boyfriends?" asked Karli.
"Duh, James! You know the tall brunette who always carries a comb?" Carlos stated the obvious, oblivious to sarcasm as always.
Deciding to ignore their helmet-wearing friend, the three other adults stood up, and began making their way to the door.
"Come on Carlos! Do you have to be so slow?" the brunette turned around to face his friend, who was still sitting at the table, working on a coloring sheet, clearly in his world. He looked up at the sound of Logan's impatient voice, realizing it was time to leave before he jumped up from the table.
"DON'T LEAVE ME!" the short boy yelled before running towards the doors. He tripped over his untied shoelace though, and let out a shriek before face planting the floor.