Author Note: Doug's full name is going to be Douglas Everest Gemmines. Yes, I know the last name is literally gem and mines put together, but give me a break I'm not good with names. (also, just because, I think it should be pronounced more like gem-mins)

Summary: Doug is asked for the first of the seven payments.

Music thudded in the teens ears as they took in their new surroundings. Cautiously they moved further into the room, unsure if the other boy, Gil, would realize where they went. "What is this place?" he heard Audrey ask, sounding half curious, half disgusted. He turned to answer, but the crowd quickly separated the group. Frowning he looked around, not seeing them he decided to go to the other side of the room, hoping they would have the same idea. He peered up at the sign above the bar. The place was called The Poison Apple if the neon sign proudly blinking on the wall was to be believed.

Suddenly a hand trailed along from one shoulder to the next, and spun his neck from one side to the other to see who it was. "Why hello again handsome." he blinked, the darkness clear enough to see her smile at him. He felt the heat in his cheeks, and hoped she couldn't see how red his face surely was in the dark. "Oh, aren't you just adorable." she hummed, quite pleased with herself for making him blush. "So," she leaned in closer to him, "Something number one." He shivered at her wicked smile. "Y-yes?" he tensed, "First, have a drink with me?" she turned to the bar, and waved to the boy at the other end of the bar. "Hey, Jay, can we get two signature Rotten Apple shots over here?" she smiled sweetly at him as he called back, "Sure thing E." Seconds later two bright green shots were sitting, fog spilling over the edges ominously in front of them. Doug swallowed hard, nervous. "I ah, no- thank you" he tried, but she pushed the shot his way. "It's good, I promise. Can barely taste the alcohol." She slammed the shot and looked at him with a raised eyebrow expectantly, he realized he had to if he didn't want to give away that he wasn't really an Isle kid. Tentatively he took the shot, "C'mon, It doesn't bite. Just slam it, shots are better when you do." He tried not to cough, but couldn't help the two small ones that slipped out.

"So?" he asked as he looked at her, trying to clear his throat of the burn of the alcohol he wasn't used to. She had leaned forward, chin in her hand as she kept her eyes on him. "Ah, yes." she tilted her head, "What I want from you-" she started, reaching out with one hand to smooth his jacket and adjust his tie slightly, "is nothing much." she shrugged before looking back into his eyes, "I want to know your name."

"My-my name?" this wasn't what he was expecting at all.

"Yes, Your name." she nodded with a purr.

"I-uh-I my name is D-D-Douglas" he stumbled over his words. "Douglas Everest Gemmines."

"Hmm." she hummed, "Douglas, I like that name." she brushed invisible dirt off his shoulder, "Dance with me Douglas? Just one?" she held up her hand by her face as she tilted her chin enticingly, pointer finger raised.

"I-uh" he stuttered nervously again, he really needed to find his friends. "What? Are we not friends?" she pouted cutely at him. "I-uh, no- I mean yes- I mean."

"Oh, I see. You don't have to spend time with me if you don't want to." She looked sad and he squirmed, not liking the look on her face. Doug ran a hand over his face and backpedaled, "I mean yes, I'd like to be friends. I just mean I need to find where my other friends went." At her continued pout he sighed and nodded and agreed to dance with her. Immediately she brightened and he almost gaped at her. "Wait a minute- did you just use reverse psychology on me?"

"Maybe." She smirked with a giggle, "But you just agreed to dance with me, so it worked." She took his hand and he was pulled with her back into the thick crowd where he could feel the music thrumming through his body. With a giggle she pulled him close, their bodies pressed tightly together because of how many people were packed in around them. She surprised him by wrapping her arms around his shoulders, laying her head on his shoulder as they swayed, their movements much slower than the song. He found, he was quite comfortable with her there in his arms, holding her close. Doug felt nervous butterflies in his stomach, he had never been paid this much attention by anyone, let alone a pretty girl, before. As quickly as the moment started, it also ended with the song and she pulled back, offering a soft smile, releasing him.

"I promised, just one dance." her smile twitched and she quickly leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek."Goodbye Douglas, I hope you find your friends." And just like that she was gone. Although he wasn't quite sure why, he moved, his head on a swivel trying to see where she went.

"Hey, Doug, there you are!" A voice startled him, and he jumped, a hand flying to his heart as he turned with widened eyes. "Ben." he breathed in relief, "You startled me."

"My bad." he smiled apologetically. "Hey, we think that guy is probably gone. We need to retrace our steps." Doug easily agreed, "Yeah, we really need to find that remote." He followed closely behind Ben and they returned to the group. "Found him." Ben announced as they arrived next to them.

As the group made their way outside, he Ben paused in the doorway, taking count. "Wait where is-"suddenly he was cut off as they were surrounded and quickly taken hostage, their tourney and R.O.A.R. skills no match for them. Harry held out the longest, although Chad would argue that and claim he had only been beaten because the girls distracted him. "Hey man." Gil clapped his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Why'd you guys run away before? You guys gotta meet our Captain while you're here." Their hearts sank as they were led through the streets sure this wouldn't be good for them, Gil's cheerful voice keeping up a running commentary along the way.

(It wasn't until they were leaving that Doug realized he never got her name.)