Disclaimer: I do not own the WWF or it's wrestlers, that is what Vince McMahon does best. I do own Cora though.
If you would like to use this story, please ask me first, thanks.
Last year, I had the pleasure of reading a unique story on here about a seldom put-together couple. I just wanted to say thank you, to whoever wrote it, because if it wasn't for that author, I may not have bothered to write this. :)
Chapter 2: My Knight in Shining Armor
He was coming, coming for her. Dressed in a white, velvet flowing robe, he jumped off his great, white steed, swung her around in his arms and clinging tightly to her, asked for her hand in marriage. Then Nora woke up, *It was only a dream,* she thought with a sigh. "I really get tired of waking up to find he exists only in my dreams," she said sadly to herself. Pulling her plaid, flannel robe around her matching nightgown, she went to close the balcony door.
Startled, Nora jumped as a knock sounded at her hotel room door. She opened the door, surprised to see Matt.
"Hey Nora, did you want to come to the medieval faire with Chris, Amy, Trish, Perry, Jeff and I?"
"Uh," she sputtered, her mind going blank. Matt just stared at her, an easy smile on his face.
She smiled, a smile that brightened up her whole face. "Let me guess, Perry signed up as an extra didn't he?"
"You bet he did," Matt replied with a knowing grin.
"This I have to see, besides I haven't been to a medieval fair since I was a teenager."
"Good, Jeff will come get ya after breakfast."
"Oh," Nora's face fell. Plastering a smile on her face, Nora replied with forced enthusiasm, "Great, I'll see ya guys then."
Nora stood in front of the full - length mirror, critically examining herself. She frowned, "No, I look frumpy in this outfit." *Maybe this one,* she thought, biting her bottom lip. She put on a scalloped wine - colored top and a pair of blue jeans trimmed with cow print. Hearing the door open, she yelled, "Hey Shane, do I look fat in this?"
Poking his head in the bedroom door, Jeff grinned, "You look totally hot."
At the sound of Jeff's voice, Nora turned to him, her face a deep scarlet. Thoroughly embarrassed, Nora responded weakly, "Oh, hi Jeff, I thought you were Shane."
"Obviously, does Cora know about this," he teased. "Seriously, you look great." He held out an arm to her, "Shall we?"
"Yes, let's," Nora replied with a smile.
At the faire:
"What happened to your pigtails?" Matt teased, tugging on her hair. "You look cute with them."
*Cute,* Nora thought in disgust, wrinkling her freckled nose. Self - consciously she tightened her smaller pony tail. "I wanted to do something a bit different and leave the rest of my hair long, she replied defensively.
Matt raised his hands in defense, "Whoa, I was just kidding!" he replied, doubling over in laughter. Jeff looked at his watch and nodded his head to Matt.
"Hey, do you girls want some food?" Matt offered hopefully.
"Sure, why not," Amy replied non-chalantly.
"Great, we'll be back in a little bit, and keep an eye out for Perry," Jeff advised as the brothers dashed off.
Amy narrowed her eyes, "They're up to something."
"How do you know?" Nora questioned curiously, her eyes following the guys.
"Because," Amy said, jerking her thumb behind her, "the food stands are that way."
Amy looked at her watch impatiently, tapping her foot, "And where is Chris, he should have been here thirty minutes ago."
The girls jumped as a bugle sounded behind them. Turning around, they watched in anticipation. *The jousting match!* Nora thought excitedly. A familiar face dashed out into the courtyard - dressed in bright, court jester clothing. "Perry!" the girls exclaimed in pleasant surprise. He announced the lineage of the jousting knights' royal ancestry.
"Practicing his ring announcing skills early," Amy commented dryly, a grin on her face.
Coming up behind the girls, Trish exclaimed proudly, "But wiiitthh - charisma!" She put her arms around the girls' shoulders, "Now watch this."
Nora's eyes widened in disbelief, sitting upon an elegant white steed, was Matt! Even with his helmet and shield, she knew it was him! Except for the red insignia of his ancestry etched into the front of his armor, it was completely white. Nora shook her head, *It's like I have a face to my dream!* she thought in shock. That's when she noticed the other knight, dressed in traditional silver armor with the black insignia of his ancestry etched on his breastplate. He approached Matt, on a horse as dark and stormy looking as a rain - drenched sky.
"Ames look!" Nora pointed to the approaching figure.
"Oh my gosh, it's Jeff!"
As the brothers got closer and closer to each other, Nora covered her eyes, "Oh, I can't look!" she exclaimed. She heard the clanging of metal, then the audience's thundering applause.
"You can look now," Amy replied in amusement. Nora slowly peeked through her fingers to see Jeff picking himself up off the ground.
"Matt won?! He hit Jeff that hard? Is Jeff okay?" Nora asked, nearly bouncing up and down. Anxious to congratulate the guys, Trish, Amy and Nora rushed over to them. Matt took off his helmet.
Amy reached up to give Matt a hug, "You did great Matt!" she exclaimed.
"Hey, I have the food!" Jeff announced. Grinning slyly, he winked at Matt, who winked back.
Amy whirled around in surprise, "Whoa, wait a minute, you really went to get food?" Amy asked in disbelief.
"Yeah," Jeff answered, barely keeping a smile from erupting on his face.
"Then who's?.."
"Hey baby."
"Chris!" Amy exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Hang on a sec hon, let me finish taking my headgear off."
"Chris you didn't?!" Amy cried, pulling back from him in surprise.
He grinned, "Didn't what?" he asked innocently.
She fingered the ends of his hair, "You dyed it red to match mine!"
"Now every time I look at my hair, I think of you."
"You're so sweet," Amy declared. Wrapping her arms around Chris's neck Amy whispered throatily, "How can I repay you?" Cupping Chris's face in her hands, she smothered his face with kisses.
They heard gagging noises behind them. Chris broke their kiss and looked over Amy's shoulder to see Jeff idly munching on cotton candy, "Some of us are trying to eat you know," Jeff commented dryly.
"Jeff, you're always trying to eat," Chris shot back, grinning wickedly.
Nora noticed how uncomfortable Matt looked in the aftermath of the kiss. Her heart reaching out to him, Nora did the first thing she could think of. She leaned forward and gave Matt a hug. "You did great!" she whispered in his ear.
Pulling back from Nora in surprise he murmured, "Thanks." Matt looked at her gratefully.
Perry came over to the group and wrapped an arm around Trish's waist. "Perry, you were great hon," Trish said enthusiastically, giving her fiancee a squeeze.
"Guys, I have an idea," Amy announced, lacing her fingers through Chris's. Earlier, I saw, at one of the booths we passed, a place where you could get your picture taken in authentic period clothing."
"That would be neat," Nora exclaimed excitedly. "The time period for this faire is about 1100, around the time of William the Conqueror."
"Why thank you Encyclopedia Britannica," Jeff retorted.
Nora hit him in the chest as she walked by, "It's a free country Rainbow Brite."
Matt laughed, "She's got ya there bro."
In the dressing room, Amy helped Nora into a French silk, forest green gown. Nora turned to look at herself in the mirror and gasped. The dress seemed to fit Nora like a glove, all the way down to the toes of her shoes peeking out beneath the hoop skirts and petticoats swishing about her. "It's wonderful!" Nora breathed, "I feel like Cinderella at the ball."
"I'm sure it will catch Matt's eye," Amy said, smiling with satisfaction. Nora looked at her quickly, then turned away, her face flaming.
"What are you talking about?" Nora questioned casually.
"Hon, we all know you have a crush on Matt."
"Yeah, everyone except him," she muttered.
"Nora, Matt will," Amy started to say, but a voice interrupted them.
"You girls ready?" Chris asked, his voice growing impatient.
All of a sudden the realization hit Nora, "Ames, I can't go out there! My dress..."
"What's wrong with your dress?" Amy asked, puzzled.
"It, it shows too much cleavage!" Nora replied in horror, staring down at the square neckline.
Amy laughed, "That's the way dresses were back then, you couldn't show your ankles, but ironically, revealing much of your bosom was never an issue."
"But the guys, won't they gawk at me? I mean, I don't want them all staring at me!"
"Just Matt you mean," Amy replied, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"Welll," Nora consented, "maybe just a little," she replied, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
"In this lifetime!" Chris bellowed.
"Don't get your curls in a knot Blondie, we're coming," Amy responded good - naturedly.
Amy smiled reassuringly, "You'll do fine." With that, she gave Nora a gentle shove, pushing her out into the limelight. Amy had pulled Nora's hair up high on top her head, intentionally leaving a few wisps of hair framing her face and neckline.
Involuntarily, Matt let out a low whistle, "Wow Nora, you really look great."
"Thanks," she said shyly.
Amy came out next, in a layered gown of dark blue silk and ivory lace. Chris looked at Amy admiringly, "Amy, you look beautiful sweetheart." "You don't look so bad yourself," she said grinning slyly, taking in his dark, blue velveteen pants and with a crisp ivory shirt and contrasting blue vest. "The blue brings out the rich hues of blue in your eyes," Amy replied. Gently pulling on the decorated ivory lace at his throat, she pulled him closer for a kiss.
"Aw geeze, can't you keep your hands off each other for even a little while," Jeff whined. "You two smooching reminds me of how much I miss Beth," he complained.
For the second time that day, Chris broke away from Amy. Staring at Jeff's outfit, Chris shook his head, "Nah, too easy."
Jeff frowned, "I look like a girl."
Matt cracked up, "In that outfit, Beth may not want to kiss you."
Jeff stared down at his dark brown velveteen breeches and little black buckled shoes. His light brown, long sleeve shirt was ruffled at the cuffs and the throat, with a plaid vest in various shades of brown. Matt walked over to Jeff and patted him lightly on the head, "Now if you be a good boy, I'll get you a swirl lollipop later," Matt said, barely keeping a straight face.
"Ha, ha, very funny. Now let's just get the picture taken already," he grumbled.
"Alright everyone, you ready for me to take pictures?" the young man asked. They all turned to look at him, startled. As everyone sat down to have their picture taken, Nora noticed Matt watching Amy and Chris intently. There was something in his eyes, that she couldn't quite place, loneliness, love, want? Anxiety clutching at her heart, Nora thought to herself, *What if he is in love with Amy?!* The thought seemed quite logical to her, causing Nora's heart to sink deeper and deeper into the abyss.
*This ought to make an interesting picture,* the photographer thought, looking at a few forlorn faces in the group. *You'd think they'd have lost their best friend,* he thought to himself with a shake of his head.
Amy settled herself next to Chris, laying her head on his shoulder, while Jeff and Matt sat stately on either side of Nora, her arms tucked within both of theirs. When he snapped the picture, only three out of the five people wore genuine smiles on their faces.
Hours later, the last ones to leave the faire ground, the gang stepped outside the gates only to hear it close behind them.
"Wow, I can't believe we actually spent all day here!" Nora gasped, holding her aching sides.
"I can," Matt said grinning, reaching up to tighten her ponytail.
"Hey," Nora exclaimed, "What are you doing?" Her hand reached up and met his.
"Just tightening your tail Sunny. I think it came loose, while making our escape."
"Oh," she relaxed slightly. "Thanks." Before Matt could respond a female voice called to them.
"Hi guys, I see you barely made it out before closing time too," Nidia commented, a warm smile lighting up her brown eyes.
"Hey guys, it's great to see you here," Nora replied enthusiastically, "well you picked a perfect place for your first date."
Matt listened with interest, *So this is the famous side of Nora the matchmaker I never get to see but only hear about,* he thought with a smile.
"Uh, actually, it isn't our first date, Nidia and Cora came together while I came with Shane," Spike replied sheepishly.
Feeling foolish, Nora replied quietly, "Oh." Matt crossed his arms over his chest and smirked, *I've heard about the ever impetuous Nora rushing headlong into a situation, but this is the first I've ever seen her in action.* Remorseful, Matt was tempted to put a reassuring arm around her shoulders as he stared at her forlorn face, when he heard two more voices speaking to them.
"Hey guys," Shane said casually as he and Cora walked up to the group. Nora's eyes narrowed, *He's up to something, but what is it?*
"Cora and I were talking with Spike and Nidia earlier. They would like to go on a date, but are a bit nervous, so we suggested the idea that they go on a double date." Nora crossed her arms over her chest, not liking where this was going. "Since you're the matchmaker, Cora and I thought it would be most appropriate if you accompanied them on their date."
Before Shane could continue, Nora spoke in astonishment, "As a chaperone! That, that's..." Nora sputtered, speechless.
"Not as a chaperone," Shane responded, a twinkle in his eye, "as Matt's date!"
If you would like to use this story, please ask me first, thanks.
Last year, I had the pleasure of reading a unique story on here about a seldom put-together couple. I just wanted to say thank you, to whoever wrote it, because if it wasn't for that author, I may not have bothered to write this. :)
Chapter 2: My Knight in Shining Armor
He was coming, coming for her. Dressed in a white, velvet flowing robe, he jumped off his great, white steed, swung her around in his arms and clinging tightly to her, asked for her hand in marriage. Then Nora woke up, *It was only a dream,* she thought with a sigh. "I really get tired of waking up to find he exists only in my dreams," she said sadly to herself. Pulling her plaid, flannel robe around her matching nightgown, she went to close the balcony door.
Startled, Nora jumped as a knock sounded at her hotel room door. She opened the door, surprised to see Matt.
"Hey Nora, did you want to come to the medieval faire with Chris, Amy, Trish, Perry, Jeff and I?"
"Uh," she sputtered, her mind going blank. Matt just stared at her, an easy smile on his face.
She smiled, a smile that brightened up her whole face. "Let me guess, Perry signed up as an extra didn't he?"
"You bet he did," Matt replied with a knowing grin.
"This I have to see, besides I haven't been to a medieval fair since I was a teenager."
"Good, Jeff will come get ya after breakfast."
"Oh," Nora's face fell. Plastering a smile on her face, Nora replied with forced enthusiasm, "Great, I'll see ya guys then."
Nora stood in front of the full - length mirror, critically examining herself. She frowned, "No, I look frumpy in this outfit." *Maybe this one,* she thought, biting her bottom lip. She put on a scalloped wine - colored top and a pair of blue jeans trimmed with cow print. Hearing the door open, she yelled, "Hey Shane, do I look fat in this?"
Poking his head in the bedroom door, Jeff grinned, "You look totally hot."
At the sound of Jeff's voice, Nora turned to him, her face a deep scarlet. Thoroughly embarrassed, Nora responded weakly, "Oh, hi Jeff, I thought you were Shane."
"Obviously, does Cora know about this," he teased. "Seriously, you look great." He held out an arm to her, "Shall we?"
"Yes, let's," Nora replied with a smile.
At the faire:
"What happened to your pigtails?" Matt teased, tugging on her hair. "You look cute with them."
*Cute,* Nora thought in disgust, wrinkling her freckled nose. Self - consciously she tightened her smaller pony tail. "I wanted to do something a bit different and leave the rest of my hair long, she replied defensively.
Matt raised his hands in defense, "Whoa, I was just kidding!" he replied, doubling over in laughter. Jeff looked at his watch and nodded his head to Matt.
"Hey, do you girls want some food?" Matt offered hopefully.
"Sure, why not," Amy replied non-chalantly.
"Great, we'll be back in a little bit, and keep an eye out for Perry," Jeff advised as the brothers dashed off.
Amy narrowed her eyes, "They're up to something."
"How do you know?" Nora questioned curiously, her eyes following the guys.
"Because," Amy said, jerking her thumb behind her, "the food stands are that way."
Amy looked at her watch impatiently, tapping her foot, "And where is Chris, he should have been here thirty minutes ago."
The girls jumped as a bugle sounded behind them. Turning around, they watched in anticipation. *The jousting match!* Nora thought excitedly. A familiar face dashed out into the courtyard - dressed in bright, court jester clothing. "Perry!" the girls exclaimed in pleasant surprise. He announced the lineage of the jousting knights' royal ancestry.
"Practicing his ring announcing skills early," Amy commented dryly, a grin on her face.
Coming up behind the girls, Trish exclaimed proudly, "But wiiitthh - charisma!" She put her arms around the girls' shoulders, "Now watch this."
Nora's eyes widened in disbelief, sitting upon an elegant white steed, was Matt! Even with his helmet and shield, she knew it was him! Except for the red insignia of his ancestry etched into the front of his armor, it was completely white. Nora shook her head, *It's like I have a face to my dream!* she thought in shock. That's when she noticed the other knight, dressed in traditional silver armor with the black insignia of his ancestry etched on his breastplate. He approached Matt, on a horse as dark and stormy looking as a rain - drenched sky.
"Ames look!" Nora pointed to the approaching figure.
"Oh my gosh, it's Jeff!"
As the brothers got closer and closer to each other, Nora covered her eyes, "Oh, I can't look!" she exclaimed. She heard the clanging of metal, then the audience's thundering applause.
"You can look now," Amy replied in amusement. Nora slowly peeked through her fingers to see Jeff picking himself up off the ground.
"Matt won?! He hit Jeff that hard? Is Jeff okay?" Nora asked, nearly bouncing up and down. Anxious to congratulate the guys, Trish, Amy and Nora rushed over to them. Matt took off his helmet.
Amy reached up to give Matt a hug, "You did great Matt!" she exclaimed.
"Hey, I have the food!" Jeff announced. Grinning slyly, he winked at Matt, who winked back.
Amy whirled around in surprise, "Whoa, wait a minute, you really went to get food?" Amy asked in disbelief.
"Yeah," Jeff answered, barely keeping a smile from erupting on his face.
"Then who's?.."
"Hey baby."
"Chris!" Amy exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Hang on a sec hon, let me finish taking my headgear off."
"Chris you didn't?!" Amy cried, pulling back from him in surprise.
He grinned, "Didn't what?" he asked innocently.
She fingered the ends of his hair, "You dyed it red to match mine!"
"Now every time I look at my hair, I think of you."
"You're so sweet," Amy declared. Wrapping her arms around Chris's neck Amy whispered throatily, "How can I repay you?" Cupping Chris's face in her hands, she smothered his face with kisses.
They heard gagging noises behind them. Chris broke their kiss and looked over Amy's shoulder to see Jeff idly munching on cotton candy, "Some of us are trying to eat you know," Jeff commented dryly.
"Jeff, you're always trying to eat," Chris shot back, grinning wickedly.
Nora noticed how uncomfortable Matt looked in the aftermath of the kiss. Her heart reaching out to him, Nora did the first thing she could think of. She leaned forward and gave Matt a hug. "You did great!" she whispered in his ear.
Pulling back from Nora in surprise he murmured, "Thanks." Matt looked at her gratefully.
Perry came over to the group and wrapped an arm around Trish's waist. "Perry, you were great hon," Trish said enthusiastically, giving her fiancee a squeeze.
"Guys, I have an idea," Amy announced, lacing her fingers through Chris's. Earlier, I saw, at one of the booths we passed, a place where you could get your picture taken in authentic period clothing."
"That would be neat," Nora exclaimed excitedly. "The time period for this faire is about 1100, around the time of William the Conqueror."
"Why thank you Encyclopedia Britannica," Jeff retorted.
Nora hit him in the chest as she walked by, "It's a free country Rainbow Brite."
Matt laughed, "She's got ya there bro."
In the dressing room, Amy helped Nora into a French silk, forest green gown. Nora turned to look at herself in the mirror and gasped. The dress seemed to fit Nora like a glove, all the way down to the toes of her shoes peeking out beneath the hoop skirts and petticoats swishing about her. "It's wonderful!" Nora breathed, "I feel like Cinderella at the ball."
"I'm sure it will catch Matt's eye," Amy said, smiling with satisfaction. Nora looked at her quickly, then turned away, her face flaming.
"What are you talking about?" Nora questioned casually.
"Hon, we all know you have a crush on Matt."
"Yeah, everyone except him," she muttered.
"Nora, Matt will," Amy started to say, but a voice interrupted them.
"You girls ready?" Chris asked, his voice growing impatient.
All of a sudden the realization hit Nora, "Ames, I can't go out there! My dress..."
"What's wrong with your dress?" Amy asked, puzzled.
"It, it shows too much cleavage!" Nora replied in horror, staring down at the square neckline.
Amy laughed, "That's the way dresses were back then, you couldn't show your ankles, but ironically, revealing much of your bosom was never an issue."
"But the guys, won't they gawk at me? I mean, I don't want them all staring at me!"
"Just Matt you mean," Amy replied, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"Welll," Nora consented, "maybe just a little," she replied, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
"In this lifetime!" Chris bellowed.
"Don't get your curls in a knot Blondie, we're coming," Amy responded good - naturedly.
Amy smiled reassuringly, "You'll do fine." With that, she gave Nora a gentle shove, pushing her out into the limelight. Amy had pulled Nora's hair up high on top her head, intentionally leaving a few wisps of hair framing her face and neckline.
Involuntarily, Matt let out a low whistle, "Wow Nora, you really look great."
"Thanks," she said shyly.
Amy came out next, in a layered gown of dark blue silk and ivory lace. Chris looked at Amy admiringly, "Amy, you look beautiful sweetheart." "You don't look so bad yourself," she said grinning slyly, taking in his dark, blue velveteen pants and with a crisp ivory shirt and contrasting blue vest. "The blue brings out the rich hues of blue in your eyes," Amy replied. Gently pulling on the decorated ivory lace at his throat, she pulled him closer for a kiss.
"Aw geeze, can't you keep your hands off each other for even a little while," Jeff whined. "You two smooching reminds me of how much I miss Beth," he complained.
For the second time that day, Chris broke away from Amy. Staring at Jeff's outfit, Chris shook his head, "Nah, too easy."
Jeff frowned, "I look like a girl."
Matt cracked up, "In that outfit, Beth may not want to kiss you."
Jeff stared down at his dark brown velveteen breeches and little black buckled shoes. His light brown, long sleeve shirt was ruffled at the cuffs and the throat, with a plaid vest in various shades of brown. Matt walked over to Jeff and patted him lightly on the head, "Now if you be a good boy, I'll get you a swirl lollipop later," Matt said, barely keeping a straight face.
"Ha, ha, very funny. Now let's just get the picture taken already," he grumbled.
"Alright everyone, you ready for me to take pictures?" the young man asked. They all turned to look at him, startled. As everyone sat down to have their picture taken, Nora noticed Matt watching Amy and Chris intently. There was something in his eyes, that she couldn't quite place, loneliness, love, want? Anxiety clutching at her heart, Nora thought to herself, *What if he is in love with Amy?!* The thought seemed quite logical to her, causing Nora's heart to sink deeper and deeper into the abyss.
*This ought to make an interesting picture,* the photographer thought, looking at a few forlorn faces in the group. *You'd think they'd have lost their best friend,* he thought to himself with a shake of his head.
Amy settled herself next to Chris, laying her head on his shoulder, while Jeff and Matt sat stately on either side of Nora, her arms tucked within both of theirs. When he snapped the picture, only three out of the five people wore genuine smiles on their faces.
Hours later, the last ones to leave the faire ground, the gang stepped outside the gates only to hear it close behind them.
"Wow, I can't believe we actually spent all day here!" Nora gasped, holding her aching sides.
"I can," Matt said grinning, reaching up to tighten her ponytail.
"Hey," Nora exclaimed, "What are you doing?" Her hand reached up and met his.
"Just tightening your tail Sunny. I think it came loose, while making our escape."
"Oh," she relaxed slightly. "Thanks." Before Matt could respond a female voice called to them.
"Hi guys, I see you barely made it out before closing time too," Nidia commented, a warm smile lighting up her brown eyes.
"Hey guys, it's great to see you here," Nora replied enthusiastically, "well you picked a perfect place for your first date."
Matt listened with interest, *So this is the famous side of Nora the matchmaker I never get to see but only hear about,* he thought with a smile.
"Uh, actually, it isn't our first date, Nidia and Cora came together while I came with Shane," Spike replied sheepishly.
Feeling foolish, Nora replied quietly, "Oh." Matt crossed his arms over his chest and smirked, *I've heard about the ever impetuous Nora rushing headlong into a situation, but this is the first I've ever seen her in action.* Remorseful, Matt was tempted to put a reassuring arm around her shoulders as he stared at her forlorn face, when he heard two more voices speaking to them.
"Hey guys," Shane said casually as he and Cora walked up to the group. Nora's eyes narrowed, *He's up to something, but what is it?*
"Cora and I were talking with Spike and Nidia earlier. They would like to go on a date, but are a bit nervous, so we suggested the idea that they go on a double date." Nora crossed her arms over her chest, not liking where this was going. "Since you're the matchmaker, Cora and I thought it would be most appropriate if you accompanied them on their date."
Before Shane could continue, Nora spoke in astonishment, "As a chaperone! That, that's..." Nora sputtered, speechless.
"Not as a chaperone," Shane responded, a twinkle in his eye, "as Matt's date!"