Hadnt planned on updating this fast but this chapter was just setting there waiting. Enjoy!

Who knew first dates could be so stressful, they had been a couple for a few days, but had yet to go on an official first date. Trying to impress Maxie was a lot more intense than trying to Lulu, and he wasn't fighting two other guys for her attention. He had it all planned out, they would go for a romantic dinner at the new bistro downtown, then they would go dancing, and they would see what happened after that.

She was running around like a fool; Kate had her all over the place, doing this, doing that, running here, going there; but still the only thing she could think about was him, their new found romance, and their upcoming first date. When she asked him their plans, so she wouldn't be over or under dressed, he told her, "Wear your dancing shoes." "Is that all," she chuckled. His only response was to roll his eyes.

"Maxie," Kate snapped, bringing back to reality, "get your head out of the clouds, we have a magazine to produce, and if you want to keep your job."

"I'm sorry Ms. Howard. It's just that well, Spinelli and I are kind of dating now, but we have yet to go on our first date. He planned it for tonight, I guess I'm excited, it's all I can think about."

"That's nice dear, I'm happy for you, but like I said we have a magazine to produce, so be excited on your own time. You are at work to work and I expect you to do just that. I need you to stop by my house and get the advertising mock up, I just realized I left it on my desk. I'm meeting with some potential clients and I'm going to need it, quickly please."

"Yes, Ms. Howard," she said springing for the door.

"Ouch," she cried, scared to look down. She was now standing in front the MetroCourt door, portfolio in hand, and brand new high heel stuck in a crack; she took a deep breath, she could already feel her ankle stating to swell.

"Okay, Ms. Jones," the ER doctor said; both Kate and Jax's had insisted she go to the emergency room, "It isn't sprained, but you did give it a good twist."

"Please don't tell me I can't go out tonight. I have a very important date; I mean we were supposed to go dancing. I get that that's out of the picture," she said glancing at her ankle. "Please, please tell me I can at least go out to dinner!"

"If you promise to forgo dancing, you can go to dinner, if."

"If what?"

"If you go on crutches and seriously, do not wear heels."

"Crutches and flats," she said shaking her head. "I guess if ruining an outfit equals a first date, I'll have to deal with it."

"A first date, I see."

"You see what?"

"Why you are so anxious to get out of here."

"You're right; I'm ready to get out of here! So thanks, bye."

As he approached the Scorpio front door, she hobbled out. He scratched his head and look at her perplexed. "So, when did this happen?"

"I got my heel caught in the sidewalk this afternoon. It's just twisted. Sorry we can't go dancing," she shrugged her shoulders.

"That's fine, as long as you're okay. Are you sure it's just twisted?"

"According to the doctor, that's all it is. I've got a clean bill of health otherwise. Are you ready to go? Mac's not home, so there isn't that dreaded, I'm taking out your daughter conversation."

"I'm ready if you are. Are you sure you're up for this, we can go out another night. I mean you can sleep or rest or whatever is going to make you feel better. We could just order something and have it delivered if you really want to spend time with me?"

"Of course I want to spend time with you. You have our evening planned, and we're going out. It's our first date; it is all I could think about today. We're going and we are going to enjoy it, twisted ankle and all."

"Yes ma'am," he said extending his arm in the direction of the car. "What do you want to do instead of dancing? There's got to be more than just dinner."

"Why don't we just play it by ear? See where the night takes us. Speaking of, where are you taking me for dinner?"

"To that new Italian bistro downtown"

"Sounds good."

They got to the restaurant and opted for a table outside, it was a beautiful night, and with her crutches and ankle the less crowded front patio seemed like the right choice. The waitress came by, they ordered and waited, munching on breadsticks and talking about what they had been up to the past few days; as if they hadn't told each other everything already.

They had been waiting for what seemed like forever, when a commotion came from inside the restaurant. It sounded like smoke alarms going off, it must have been because everyone came rushing outside. They looked at one another and grabbed a waitress to see what was going on.

"I'm sorry sir, ma'am, but the kitchen is on fire. We've called the fire department, and we need everyone to gather over there across the street," she was pointing to an area where the other patrons and staff had congregated. They headed in that direction, wondering what the point was, if the kitchen was on fire, they weren't going to get their food.

"So this evening isn't working out real well is it," she questioned.

"Well, Blonde One, you are the one who has the twisted ankle. I told you we should've stayed in, but you insisted."

"It's not my fault the kitchen went up in smoke!"

"I know. What do you want to do now? We can get back in the car and find somewhere else to go." He thought about going the MetroCourt, he could ask either Carly or Jax's for a table there, and then he decided against it, Carly wasn't going to help him out for Maxie, no matter how much she liked him, she really didn't care for Maxie Jones. This evening was becoming a disappointment; he only hoped she wouldn't call their whole relationship off because their first date didn't live up to her expectations.

"Okay, so like you said, let's just get in the car, and find somewhere else. I mean I don't want o go to Kelly's or the coffeehouse, we do that everyday. I'm really not ready to go home; I've been looking forward to tonight. So let's just get in and drive around, I'm sure it'll just come to us."

"Let me just Jackal something would you," he said climbing into the car.

"Seriously? You brought your laptop on our date! Our first date, really!"

"You know I don't leave home without it."

"I thought I meant more than that dumb computer."

"Dumb computer," he said shocked. "She didn't mean it," he said petting his messenger bag.

She looked at him with her mouth wide open, shaking her head. She figured he had brought it, but when it didn't make an appearance at the restaurant she thought maybe he didn't. "So I guess I know who you're true love really is."

"You know you mean more to me than my computer, but it comes in handy so often. I could use it right now to find something for us to do."

"You are not going to Jackal something for us to do! This evening hasn't lacked in excitement, just let something come to us, it'll be an excellent adventure."

"Whatever you say," he said putting his computer back in its bag for safe keeping.

"Stop the car," she screamed.

"What?"

"Stop the car, Spinelli, stop the car!" He did as she ordered him to do; he stopped the car, right there in the middle of the street.

"Okay, not in the middle of the street, find a parking spot, somewhere close."

"My Commanding Blonde One, why are you insisting on me parking the car, I don't see anywhere to eat."

"Look up," she said pointing at something.

"Are you sure that's what you want to do for our first date?"

"Why not? I said an excellent adventure would come to us didn't I?"

"Well I guess its fate, destiny, part of some greater cosmic plan," he said laughing, parking the car.

"Shut up and help me out of the car."

"Okay, but what about dinner?"

"I'm sure there's plenty to eat in there."

"But it's not very romantic."

"Romance isn't really on our side tonight now is it? But like you said maybe fate is. We're here, there's food in there, you know it; and besides it'll be fun."

They went into the theater; he bought the tickets, while she got a spot in the refreshment line. They got popcorn, nachos, twizzlers, sour gummie worms, raisinets, and a couple of sodas, and took their seats. He didn't know it was going to be this easy to please her, especially on a first date.

She had asked for an excellent adventure when their plans failed, and that's what she was getting, Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure had fallen into their laps, no plans, just destiny; this relationship was going to work, she could feel it.

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