A/N - Okay, so this is a bit of a filler chapter. And I'm no longer ahead, but I'm going to have a play around with a few ideas tonight instead of doing coursework.
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Chapter Four - Dare.
Surprisingly, Danny was at the bar waiting for me when I arrived just after nine. I glanced around the room and was thankful to find no Diva's lurking around, however Matt and Jeff were at the bar having a quiet drink. "Just one drink," I reminded him, "You're driving tomorrow, and technically I'm working." He opened his mouth to protest, "I am partly responsible for ensuring that everyone that's not already left, makes it out of here when they are meant to tomorrow. So I am not getting drunk, okay?" He shrugged his shoulders and ordered two beers.
"Who's getting drunk? I'm in!" Matt said, sitting in the chair next Danny, Jeff sitting next to him.
Danny laughed, "No one apparently. Not while she's here." He pointed at me,
Sighing, I took the bottle of beer and had a drink, "We said one drink. Plus, I've still got some work to do tonight," I lied.
"Like I believe that," Danny laughed, "You are never one for leaving work undone before getting ready to go out. Plus, we should be celebrating this reunion, I'll tell the guys to go without me, and we can leave in the afternoon" he suggested.
"You guys could come with us if you like?" Jeff piped up from the end of the bar, "Matt and I are sharing the driving, and we're not leaving til the afternoon. You don't mind, do you Matt?" His brother replied with a shake of his head.
"That's that settled then," Danny grinned. I took another sip of my beer, I had a feeling this was going to be a long night…
Slamming the shot glass down on the table, "I'm the only girl, this isn't fair," I complained, pouting. This signalled I was definitely drunk. I never usually pouted.
"Another drink?" Jeff said, motioning to the bar.
"As the only girl. I refuse to move." Matt was closest to me so was easiest to push in the direction of the bar, "You goooo!" I said, pushing him.
"And you said I wasn't getting drunk. And you are the most drunk out of all of us!" Danny laughed, moving from sitting next to Jeff, to taking Matt's seat next to me. I rested my head on his shoulder and he put his arm around me, when Matt came back with another round of beers.
"She hasn't even finished her last one yet," Jeff said, pushing the half empty bottle towards me. "Drink up. Can't have you being beaten by the boys, can we?" he teased. I pushed Danny's arm from around my shoulder and sat up, downing the contents of my last beer, and the one that Matt had just bought from the bar before Matt could even sit down.
"I'm bored of beer." I said, using Matt to steady myself as I stood up. "Sex on the beach anyone?" I cautiously walked over to the bar and leaned against a bar stool, ordering a pitcher of the cocktail.
"How many glasses?" the barman asked. He was kind of cute, in a boyish sort of way. He couldn't have been much older than twenty-three. Man, that made me feel old.
"Four straws please?" I replied, and nodding, he handed me four straws. I leaned forward to grab the pitcher, but a hand that was not my own got there first, "You take the straws, I'll get this."
"You're full of good ideas y'know D?" I said, walking back to the table. I glanced at the two free seats, one next to Matt, the other next to Jeff. The latter motioned for me to sit next to him and Danny placed the pitcher down in front of me, "I got four straws." I assessed the four colours in my hand, deciding on the red one, placed it in the pitcher and took a drink.
"You're a funny one Kat," Jeff laughed, finishing his beer. I offered him a straw and pushed the pitcher towards him, "Am I going to like this?" he asked,
"Have you never had sex on the beach before? The drink. Not literally sex on the beach. I'm rambling, just drink." Rambling, another sign that I most definitely drunk.
Matt was the first to leave the bar, and Danny had just left the table. He offered to walk me to my room, but Jeff said he would walk me once I had finished the glass of water I had been nursing for the previous hour. "I think he's jealous," Jeff mumbled to me just in case Danny wasn't out of earshot.
"He's just drunk. And you're drunk and talking nonsense."
Jeff shook his head, "I'll put my arm around you, he'll turn around just as he gets to the door and you'll see him turn green." He did as he said and put his arm around me, and now that I had sobered up almost completely, felt like playing along and cuddled into him,
"I'm only doing this to prove you wrong." I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder. I watched Danny as he got to the door of the bar, but he didn't turn around. "Ha." I sat up, but Jeff still kept his arm around my shoulder, "Okay, since I was right, we're going for a walk."
He looked puzzled, "Who said there being anything about a forfeit for losing?"
Standing up and walking away, I glanced over my shoulder where he was still sitting at the bar. "I just decided now, and next time you're right and I'm wrong, you can make me do something I don't want to do either. Now move Hardy!"
"Remind me why we're out walking the streets at three in the morning?"
Shrugging my shoulders, "Just 'cause we can, I guess. I'm reliving my childhood. I dunno I've been cooped up in business meetings and hotel rooms for too long. Do you want to head back?" I asked, "We could go look at the new scripts? Yeah, let's do that!" I answered before he had the chance to.
"So is this why we'd never seen you around before? You been stuck in an office? I can't believe that in seven years that we've never spoken."
I buried my hands in my pockets, "It's only in the last year or so that I've been let loose," I laughed, "I was gonna get a push on Raw, but I think Smackdown was a better fit for someone coming in to cause a little mayhem." I omitted the fact that the creative team on Raw had ulterior motives for getting me into the spotlight.
We got back to the hotel. It was almost four am. It was definitely either going to be a short sleep and an afternoon nap in the back of the car. Jeff stood at the door of my room as I jumped onto my queen sized bed, turning on my laptop. I gestured for him to come and sit next to me as I waited for my emails to load. Scanning through the titles as each one popped up. Spam, spam, spam.
"So what do you think it'll be?" Jeff asked,
I found the email and opened the attachment, "Well, how much more farfetched can it get? I mean tonight, I was a spy." We both laughed. I'd heard Jeff laugh a lot that evening and it was a really nice laugh. Is that an odd thing to notice? Maybe I was still slightly intoxicated. Stephanie had only emailed a few notes which I read to Jeff as I read them, "Jeff and Matt confrontation…Matt and Edge talk about Vickie…Vickie slaps me. Well, that'll be fun. I get beaten up, nice." Jeff was stifling his laughter, but I knew what would shut him up. "Oh and we have to ki-"
"We have to WHAT?!" He snatched the laptop from me and looked at the document, "Where does it say that?"
I took the laptop back from him, "It doesn't, I was kidding." I went back to the document, "But you and Matt both come to my rescue, providing a comical argument over who got there first. No one is kissing anyone. Unless you and Matt kiss and make up? I think I should make an appearance at the next writing meeting," I teased, "I'll just email someone at creative."
Again, he snatched the laptop from me, this time getting off of the bed and dashing to the other side of the room. "You wouldn't dare…"
"Wouldn't I?" I grinned at him, before biting down on my bottom lip doing my best not to laugh.
Walking back over to me, he handed me back my laptop, "I don't know. But there was something evil about your pretty little laugh there…" He paused to yawn. Which then made me yawn, and then we both laughed. "Night, spy girl."
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