"Hey Bajita, if I made a bet with you that I could throw a piece of popcorn in the air and shoot it in half with my gun while beating you at chess, would you take it?" he inquired as he made his move. I stared down at the chess board studying it, not looking at his face.
"Maybe, what would happened if we won or lost?" I questioned as I moved my pawn foreword. A grin grew on his face.
"If you win, I'll buy you a pocket knife." he smiled. I did want a new one, but I quickly raised an eyebrow.
"And what would happen if you won?" I inquired. He chuckled at my question making me feel uneasy. I hated his chuckle. It was a mixture of evil and happiness all rolled into one baritone voice.
"You come out and get some dinner with me." he informed.
"Deal." I stated immediately, shaking his hand. While he still had his hand around mine however, he added,
"In a dress." my eyes widened and I shot a glare at him.
"A dress? No way!"
"You shook on it." Jason smirked. I looked down at my hand dumbly. He was right, and somehow that made me obligated.
"Screw you." I grumbled.
"That's a mature thing to say." he said sarcastically as he moved his pawn foreword. I was silent and made my move.
He smiled broadly, threw a piece of popcorn in the air, exclaimed,
"Checkmate!" very quick, and pulled out his gun to shoot the popcorn. I grabbed one of the pawns and threw it at the popcorn. Instead of shooting the popcorn in half he ended up shooting the pawn piece.
"Can my pocket knife have a green handle?" I questioned with a smirk as Jason stared at the broken pawn piece.