I'm sure you all know and love the Disney movie "Lady and the Tramp," and I'm sure that some of you have already made the connection between the movie and the delicious spaghetti that the restaurant in 19A serves :) Put them together and you get a really cute Declan/Peggy date fic :)
Declan pulled his truck in front of Peggy's house. For once, he wasn't late. In fact, he realized as he glanced at his watch, he was five minutes early.
He stepped out of his truck and walked up to Peggy's door. After taking a deep breath, he rang the doorbell. Within a few seconds, the door opened and Peggy appeared on the other side. Her dark, curly hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was wearing a light blue short sleeved shirt with a khaki-colored skirt.
"You look beautiful," Declan said.
Peggy smiled, "Thanks."
"Are you ready to go?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said as she stepped outside.
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"Look at this!" Declan said in exasperation, "There isn't a single parking space in sight!"
"'Les Miserables' is at the theater," Peggy explained. One of the strangest things about Portland was that the Portland Theater had no parking lot, thus forcing everyone going to a play to find a parking spot on the street and making it impossible for non-theater-goers to find a place to park.
Declan sighed and drove around the block again. After about ten minutes of driving, they finally found a parking spot about five blocks away from the diner.
"Hope you don't mind walking," Declan said as he opened his door. After getting out of his truck he rushed to open the door for Peggy. Peggy smiled and stepped out of the truck. She had a beautiful smile.
"So ..." Declan said, trying to start a conversation, "have you seen 'Les Miserables'?"
"Yes, I have," Peggy answered, "I've also read the book and seen the movie."
"Really?" Declan said, surprised, "It must be good."
"Yes, it's very good."
"I'll have to go see that sometime," Declan commented.
They stopped at an intersection and Peggy turned to Declan, "*We'll* have to go see it sometime," she corrected. A slight blush spread over her face.
Declan looked at her and smiled, "Yeah," he said. Shyly, he moved his hand to meet hers and their fingers laced together. The light turned green and they walked across the intersection.
They walked the rest of the way to the diner, talking about how work was going, the latest investigation, and other topics along those lines.
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"Hey, Declan ... and ... Peggy, right?" Jeff greeted them as they came into the diner.
"Yeah," Peggy answered.
"Hey, Jeff, how's it goin'?" Declan asked.
"Pretty good," Jeff said, "what about you?"
"I'm doing great." Declan answered with an enthusiastic smile.
"So what can I get for you?" he asked.
"The usual," Declan said.
"Spaghetti and a Coke?" Jeff asked, just to make sure.
"Yep,"
"And what about you?" he asked, turning to Peggy.
"Spaghetti sounds good. I think I'll have that, too." she said.
"Okay," he said, "and do you want anything to drink?"
"Umm ..." she thought for a second, "Diet Coke."
Jeff quickly filled two glasses with pop and gave them to Declan and Peggy. "The food should be ready in a few minutes," he said with a smile.
"I love this place," Declan said as he walked with Peggy to a booth.
"I can tell," Peggy observed. She sat down opposite Declan.
They were silent for a few seconds, sipping their pop. Peggy was surprised at how natural it felt. She remembered dating Everett and how guilty she felt ... like she was doing something wrong, even though she knew she wasn't. This was different. It didn't feel wrong. It was almost like two friends going to dinner together, but it was definitely more than that. She hadn't felt like this since ... since Adam. She felt a brief sadness over her lost husband.
"Are you okay, Peg?" Declan asked, noticing her sadness.
"I'm fine," she said, "it's just ... been a while."
That was all the explanation that was needed. Declan understood.
At that moment, a waitress came to their table with two steaming plates full of spaghetti.
Declan looked down at his spaghetti, then up at Peggy. A smile spread over his face. "Do you know what this reminds me of?" he asked.
"What?" Peggy asked after taking her first bite of spaghetti.
"'Lady and the Tramp,'" he said. He then took a huge forkful of spaghetti and stuffed it in his mouth.
Peggy gave a confused look.
"This is the night," he sang softly, "what a beautiful night ..."
Peggy suddenly recognized what he was talking about and laughed. She had never heard Declan sing before. He had a nice voice. "I remember that now," she said, "'Lady and the Tramp' was one of my favorite movies when I was little."
Declan got an idea. He picked up one of his meatballs and set it down on Peggy's plate.
Peggy wasn't quite sure whether to laugh or blush. She ended up doing both.
She realized that even though they had parked five blocks away because of the play, this had turned out to be the perfect night ... Belle Note.
Now wasn't that cute? ::starts singing:: This is the night, what a beautiful night, and they call it Belle Note. Okay, so that's all I know. There's still one part left (maybe two, but I think I'll leave it at one).
Declan pulled his truck in front of Peggy's house. For once, he wasn't late. In fact, he realized as he glanced at his watch, he was five minutes early.
He stepped out of his truck and walked up to Peggy's door. After taking a deep breath, he rang the doorbell. Within a few seconds, the door opened and Peggy appeared on the other side. Her dark, curly hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was wearing a light blue short sleeved shirt with a khaki-colored skirt.
"You look beautiful," Declan said.
Peggy smiled, "Thanks."
"Are you ready to go?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said as she stepped outside.
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"Look at this!" Declan said in exasperation, "There isn't a single parking space in sight!"
"'Les Miserables' is at the theater," Peggy explained. One of the strangest things about Portland was that the Portland Theater had no parking lot, thus forcing everyone going to a play to find a parking spot on the street and making it impossible for non-theater-goers to find a place to park.
Declan sighed and drove around the block again. After about ten minutes of driving, they finally found a parking spot about five blocks away from the diner.
"Hope you don't mind walking," Declan said as he opened his door. After getting out of his truck he rushed to open the door for Peggy. Peggy smiled and stepped out of the truck. She had a beautiful smile.
"So ..." Declan said, trying to start a conversation, "have you seen 'Les Miserables'?"
"Yes, I have," Peggy answered, "I've also read the book and seen the movie."
"Really?" Declan said, surprised, "It must be good."
"Yes, it's very good."
"I'll have to go see that sometime," Declan commented.
They stopped at an intersection and Peggy turned to Declan, "*We'll* have to go see it sometime," she corrected. A slight blush spread over her face.
Declan looked at her and smiled, "Yeah," he said. Shyly, he moved his hand to meet hers and their fingers laced together. The light turned green and they walked across the intersection.
They walked the rest of the way to the diner, talking about how work was going, the latest investigation, and other topics along those lines.
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"Hey, Declan ... and ... Peggy, right?" Jeff greeted them as they came into the diner.
"Yeah," Peggy answered.
"Hey, Jeff, how's it goin'?" Declan asked.
"Pretty good," Jeff said, "what about you?"
"I'm doing great." Declan answered with an enthusiastic smile.
"So what can I get for you?" he asked.
"The usual," Declan said.
"Spaghetti and a Coke?" Jeff asked, just to make sure.
"Yep,"
"And what about you?" he asked, turning to Peggy.
"Spaghetti sounds good. I think I'll have that, too." she said.
"Okay," he said, "and do you want anything to drink?"
"Umm ..." she thought for a second, "Diet Coke."
Jeff quickly filled two glasses with pop and gave them to Declan and Peggy. "The food should be ready in a few minutes," he said with a smile.
"I love this place," Declan said as he walked with Peggy to a booth.
"I can tell," Peggy observed. She sat down opposite Declan.
They were silent for a few seconds, sipping their pop. Peggy was surprised at how natural it felt. She remembered dating Everett and how guilty she felt ... like she was doing something wrong, even though she knew she wasn't. This was different. It didn't feel wrong. It was almost like two friends going to dinner together, but it was definitely more than that. She hadn't felt like this since ... since Adam. She felt a brief sadness over her lost husband.
"Are you okay, Peg?" Declan asked, noticing her sadness.
"I'm fine," she said, "it's just ... been a while."
That was all the explanation that was needed. Declan understood.
At that moment, a waitress came to their table with two steaming plates full of spaghetti.
Declan looked down at his spaghetti, then up at Peggy. A smile spread over his face. "Do you know what this reminds me of?" he asked.
"What?" Peggy asked after taking her first bite of spaghetti.
"'Lady and the Tramp,'" he said. He then took a huge forkful of spaghetti and stuffed it in his mouth.
Peggy gave a confused look.
"This is the night," he sang softly, "what a beautiful night ..."
Peggy suddenly recognized what he was talking about and laughed. She had never heard Declan sing before. He had a nice voice. "I remember that now," she said, "'Lady and the Tramp' was one of my favorite movies when I was little."
Declan got an idea. He picked up one of his meatballs and set it down on Peggy's plate.
Peggy wasn't quite sure whether to laugh or blush. She ended up doing both.
She realized that even though they had parked five blocks away because of the play, this had turned out to be the perfect night ... Belle Note.
Now wasn't that cute? ::starts singing:: This is the night, what a beautiful night, and they call it Belle Note. Okay, so that's all I know. There's still one part left (maybe two, but I think I'll leave it at one).