Lucy is in her flat getting ready on the evening she is to accompany Dustin. She had run straight home from work at five only to have to go right back. It wasn't the most convenient planning on their part she reflects.
She put on her new dress, along with a necklace of pearls. There isn't much she can do with her short hair, but she does curl the two long strands on the sides of her face. It adds the right touch of elegance. She wears pretty white sandals she had found hidden in her closet. She wouldn't be caught dead in a pair of heels.
Walking at a brisk pace to Scotland Yard, Lucy finds herself thinking about the past two days. 'The Prof 'asn't been acting like himself. There must be summat eating at 'im.'
On Wednesday he had gotten worked up while investigating. She wasn't even sure what the potty side of him had been upset about, but it had nothing anything to do with the case. He had shouted at her, telling her to 'Do whatever she wanted. He didn't care.' She wondered if there was something she had done wrong. He seemed to be angry with her specifically.
On Thursday however, he remained entirely placid. He kept apologizing that morning until Lucy had finally yelled at him, 'Stop it!' and 'I forgave ya already!' This made him feel worse though. It shut him up like a clam and he hardly said anything the rest of the day.
Today was normal, but Prof still seemed depressed. Lucy couldn't figure out what was wrong for the life of her.
When Lucy arrives at the Mystery Room door it is seven o'clock exactly. She had managed to not be late this time, but Dustin hasn't shown yet. Alfendi hears footsteps in the hallway from inside his office. Then he sees a shadow outside his door. 'Who could that be?' The Mystery Room had already closed for the night.
He opens the door, which Lucy had been leaning against. She falls backwards startling the Prof.
"Waaaa-" She had starts to scream, but Alfendi catches her. She hangs limply in arms tightly wrapped around her. She looks up at him to see eyes wide in shock.
Alfendi has never seen Lucy look as lovely as she did in this moment. Her eyes are soft like rose petals, gazing up at him. There is an appealing faint blush across her cheeks. He couldn't un-see her bare clavicle covered only by a strand of pearls. Her warmth as he held her so close to him, made him want to never let go.
These feelings ran through his mind in the time span of five seconds before he releases her. She stands and delicately adjusts her dress. Alfendi knows in this instant that he loves her. From this moment on he couldn't see her as anything but beautiful.
"Ta!" Lucy sighs in relief, unfazed, "That were a close one, eh?"
"Much too close," Alfendi agrees. They both stand in the hallway awkwardly.
"Are you ok? Yer face is all red," Lucy notes.
Alfendi is humiliated to realize he is blushing, "Is it hot in here?" He says fanning himself nervously with a newspaper he grabs from his pocket, "Or is it just me?" Lucy is actually cold because her arms and legs are uncovered. The Prof is wearing a large sweater and a lab coat though. She decides that makes a significant difference.
"Lucy!" Somebody calls. They both look and see a handsome figure walking towards them. Only when he stops in front of them is when they identify him.
"Dustin?" They both gasp in disbelief.
He is dressed in a white buttoned shirt, a black tie, and black dress pants and shoes. His long braid is tucked beneath his collar and his orange hair is slicked back very stylishly. Without his hair covering his face, his magnificent blue eyes are revealed. He is standing with perfect posture making him much taller than normal.
He catches sight of Lucy, "Wowza. Yer wearin' a dress!" He blurts without thinking.
"Aye... I am," Lucy says looking at her feet anxiously.
"Way to state the obvious," a dark voice criticizes. Alfendi's hair darkens to its most dangerous shade of red.
"Wot I mean is... is tha' you look great t'night," Dustin corrects himself smoothly.
"Next time, try not to keep a lady waiting!" Alfendi growls.
Dustin sees Al is intent on attacking him. This is a promising sign. He links arms with Lucy which makes Al furious, "Shall we go ma'lady?"
"Lead t' way," she said politely. They left Alfendi standing there clutching the newspaper in his hand, devastated. His heart was ripping apart as he watched her walking away with another man.
Does anybody else want to cry? I sure do... :-: