An odd tension was in the air between the two, the air felt thin around them. Neither of them had said a word since the hostess seated them. Despite the restaurant being pretty packed, both of them can only focus on what was happening in their heads.

Randall was still pondering about everything that had happened in the last 10 minutes. From Sulley's words to his own rash decision to stay with him for dinner. His head was swirling, he couldn't tell if he was wrong the whole time or still convinced that Sulley is just using him. Ideas meshing together as they turned into anxious thoughts knowing that he would do the same thing Johnny did to him! He knew it! He needs to get out of here or something before this fuzzy bastard pulls him down! He has to get out right now!

"So uh… How are things going for you Randall," the fuzzy one piped up.

The scaly monster lifted his head with a dazed look. Sulley's words took some time to register in Randalls already spinning head. When Randall realized Sulley asked how he was doing, he narrowed his already squinting eyes and murmured out:

"Yeah fine, work is going fine." Randall then dropped his head down and the silence began again.

Sulley looked blankly at him. He could tell Randall was having trouble with something, but like most things he was always shut out from knowing what was going on inside that lizard's head. He needs to get him to talk, the only way to do that is to crack open this shell he's hiding in. That must be the only way to help him.

"I know you're "fine" and "fine" at work, but I wanted to know how you are away from work. Do you have any hobbies of any kind or go anywhere?" Asked Sulley.

Randall tilted his head up, "Why would you wanna know Sullivan? Why does my private life concern you?" He hissed

Sulley nervously scratched the back of his head,"Well, are we just going to sit here and stare at each other for the entire dinner? I wanna get to know you some more."

Randall replied with a calm tone,"You wanna know who else wanted to get to know me more. Worthington. And after the scare games he not only kicked me out but used the stuff I shared to humiliate me even more!" Randall was clearly angry, Sulley can see it on Randalls face. His pale purple scales redden to a boiling maroon.

Sulley stuttered to get a reply out to defuse Randalls rage. "L-look Randall I'm not trying to-"

A bubbly voice interrupted him. "Hi, my name is Chelcie and I'll be your waitress. How are you two doing this evening?"

They turned their attention to the now presented waitress. Sulley greeted her in a timely fashion stating that things were going good, while Randall silently nodded, having his scales turn back to the normal pale purple hue they've always been.

She's a tall and thin monster. Made up a mass of several tentacles connected to a spherical head. With 2 pairs of eyes on top of each other. Wearing a formal server attire under the head, having 4 legs and 2 arms. Having 2 tentacles make up one arm.

"That's good! Would you two like anything to drink?" The waitress cheerfully asked.

Randall without hesitation asked for water. Sulley took a little while to gloss over the drinks menu, but ultimately decided to settle on water as well. Chelcie gleefully said thank you and went off in the direction in the kitchen.

Sulley turned his attention back to Randall. "Listen Randall, I'm sorry for what the ROR's did to you. If I knew I would have helped you sooner."

Randall rolled his eyes. "Oh sure. That totally wouldn't have been rubbing your win in my face!" The reptile suddenly snapped out.

Sulley jolted back a bit from Randalls increase in Randall chose a table in the back corner of the restaurant, one out of ear shot of most monsters.

But something in Sulley didn't sit right with him. Sulley's face began to change, his eyes narrowed, his mouth crumpled to a frown, a sense of disappointment and anger could be felt when Randall looked at the fuzzy one's face. Randalls face started to drop, as much as he doesn't interact with anyone. His personal experience knew exactly what type of face Sulley is making.

Sulley finally opened his mouth. "Randall, I'm sick and tired of this excuse. Not only for my sake, but for all the other ones you've used it on. We always tried to be nice to you, Pete, George, Celia, Hell even Roz! But you've always pushed us back. Always coming up with this crummy excuse!"

Sulley's tone was quiet, yet Randall can hear the burning rage that dwells inside of him. Sulley's words emitted the same burning rage. Never has Randall heard or seen Sulley this upset. His words felt honest, they felt as though they were burning into him. He felt exposed, even defenseless.

The only way Randall could respond was with a hanging jaw and shrunken pupils. It was his only response.

Sulley sighed, "I'm sorry Randall. I'm just fed up with you thinking I got into the company based only on my name. I bet you don't even know what happened after me and Mike got expelled! We had to work our way up from mail boys. We weren't treated like superstars at all for the first few years at Monsters Inc."

Randall tried to spit something out. Anything, anything to get out of this situation. It was low and no one not even Randall could hear it, but Sulley was seeing Randall's mouth move.

"What. What is it Randall? Another insult to portray me as someone I'm not?" His tone was now filled with malice. This only made Randall's urge to say something.

The chameleon started to stutter out in a shaky voice. "I-... I'm-..."

Tears started to swell up in his eyes, he swallowed his pride and looked directly into Sulley's eyes. "F-Fine! I admit it! I'm fucking sorry Sull- James! I'm fucking sorry!" His voice was loud, not enough to cause a scene where they were sitting. But loud enough to warrant a few stairs from a few monsters. Tears began to trickle down the reptiles scales.

A distinct face of shock surrounded Sulley's face. He never expected to see the day that Randall cracks. Let alone due to his own hands under these circumstances!

"I can't trust anyone anymore, ok!" Randall sobbed.

Sulley watched as the reptiles' scales started to darken into a distilled blue. As tears started to pour from his face. After a slight pause saved for the quiet sobs and hics from Randall. Sulley knew that this was his only shot he got at having Randall trust him.

In a calm melancholic voice, Sulley began to monologue. "Randall, I'm not the greatest of speakers but... You may look at me as your enemy. But it all came from a place of caring and kindness. I want to help you, I always wanted to help you. Since knowing what happened to you in college and how you were before with Mike. It's why I started to be friends with you two years ago."

Randall looked up with a mixture of anger, sadness, and shock, coagulated on his face. Just realizing the situation he put himself in. He needed to get out of there, everything in his body was telling him so. But he didn't, he was glued to his seat by Sulley's soothingly calm voice.

Sulley continued, "I don't want this twisted the wrong way. I have no motives against you, all I'm asking is to be your friend and make up for what happened in college. I want to help you! Or at least not be your enemy! Just something, something to make you happy."

Randalls pupils dilated knowing he had the perfect comeback for this, but what came out was completely garbled stuttering. "H-Happy! I j-just need to be above you to be h-h-" Randall stopped mid sentence, it looked as though he was about to start crying again.

But before Randall could Sulley stretched out his hand across the table and said:

"Please Randall, I'd love to help you, and a swear to any higher power that you can trust me."

How can this be! He's his rival, his enemy! And yet he not only listened to him but he just told him one of his most private secrets!

He could tell it to everyone in Monsters Inc and then what. First it starts with one person, then a group, then to a room full of people knowing his secret. He'd have to move! Go to an entirely different city to work for a scare factory! Change his name, job, maybe even appearance!

He stared into Sulley's eyes, trying to read any form of malice or hate or even ulterior motives! But all there was was kindness and warmth, someone that looks trustworthy. Was he really his enemy? Even the most skilled manipulators have a teil, but nothing was there. Only absolute serenity and a chance for a new beginning.

Randall hesitated slightly, but eventually moved his hand to grasp Sulley's. "Fine, I trust you. As a friend. As in you being my friend."

Sulley's face lit up with joy. Feeling as though he made a giant step for helping Randall. Sulley retracted his hand and returned to his chair.

"Thank you Randall, I'm truly gla-" Randall quickly cut him off.

"Under one condition"

Sulley looked at him with a puzzled look, confused as Randalls tone was much more calm than a few seconds ago.

"I believe in an eye for an eye. I shared you one of my secrets, so I'd need one of yours."

Sulley let out a slight chuckle. "Well I was going to tell you one anyways-"

"And it better be something no one knows. Not even Wazouski should know about it!"

Randall snapped back, cutting him off once again.

Sulley's slightly chuckle evolved into a bellowing laugh. This time it attracted the attention of a few occupied tables around them. It also startled the poor lizard, causing him to try and calm the beast down with his pleas and demands falling on deaths ears. Slowly but surely his laughs calmed into slight chuckles again.

"Gosh, telling Mike secrets! That's like keeping scares in a leaky scream canister." He replied, still recovering from his outburst.

That reply made Randall giggled softly under his breath, with a defining smile stretching across his face.

"I never really tell him actual secrets or even good secrets. So it looks like you'll be the first."

Randall let out a small chuckle. "Yeah I never trusted Wazowski with any secrets either back in college."

Sulley chuckled. "How did you know? Did he spoil one of your secrets?"

Randall replied with a smirk.

"Honestly if he hasn't changed you'd expect that. But even though we studied almost constantly, that green volleyball would somehow know everything on campus. It gave me an unnerving feeling. Although now I look back and wonder if I was wrong."

Randall started to droop his head down with his smirk receding into a blank line across his face. His eyes blankly focused on the table menu in front of him. Sulley quickly tried to think of something to get Randall to readjust his focus. Only to be interrupted with the waitress returning.

"I'm so sorry about that, I wanted to come back when it was a less awkward time to interlude." Chelcie claimed in an apologetic tone.

Her words seem to have brought Randall into the conversation.

"Wait you could hear us the entire time!" Exclaimed Randall in a sharp tone with a face full of surprise and anger on it.

Chelcie softly chuckled as she replied. "I'm not one of those monsters."

As Chelcie started to place down their drinks, Randall's expression seemed to simmer back down to a more neutral expression. Tracking his glass as Chelcie put it on the table.

"So! What would you boys like to order?" Chelcie said ecstatically.

Randall and Sulley both forgot where on earth they are. Both proceeded to hurriedly flip through the restaurant's menu as they sorted what to eat.