Hour and a half later found Jake and Alex in a fitting room of one of the city's more prestigious men's clothiers. The salesman had brought in at least 10 tuxedos, all black and sharp as nails. But it seemed that Jake's mind wasn't there. Alex had to smile. He kept trying on the same tuxedeos and hadn't even realized it.
"You never answered my question partner. Who is she?"
"Who is who Alex?"
"The woman who's got your mind in Alaska. You rarely drink coffee from coffee houses and you were incredibly late. Only a woman would be the reason."
Jake turned around to look at his friend and partner. They'd been friends for years, partners just as long. It seemed they knew each other better than they knew themselves. He laughed and stepped down off the dias in front of the three way mirror. Sitting down in the tuxedo, he blushed slightly. "You know Alex, I was beginning to wonder if I was dreaming. Her name is Sasha."
"And..." Alex grinned. She must be something special if Jake was blushing.
"And what? I don't know that much more about her. I can tell you she drinks hot cocoa in the spring time, wears combat boots with fishnet hose and a leather biker's jacket when it's... well, like she was today."
"You just..." At the sheepish look on Jake's face, she put two and two together and came up with "You don't know anything about her at all, do you? When did you meet her?"
He blushed even brighter. "Today... and it was her legs that stopped me first. But when I saw her... Alex, she's just beautiful. I, I don't know of any other way to describe her. A goddess, an angel..." He ran his hands through his hair.
Alex smiled patted Jake's shoulder as the salesman came back with a different styled tux. "Come on Jake. Try this one on and let's see what we got here. And keep talking about this Sasha. I need more than that if we're going to find her."
Jake poked his head out of the dressing room with a puzzled look on his face. "Find her? What for Alex?"
"You're a bit dense, aren't you Jake? Come out and let me look. Hmmm. What do you think?" She turned to the salesman. "I think it needs a little something different. He's not tall enough to pull off the long coat and besides it's a black tie event. Something classic for him. Single breasted, shawl collar lapel, no pinstripes. Cuffed pants, do you have any pants without the satin stripe on them?" She winked at Jake who was fidgeting with the tie. "And how about..." She squinched up one eye, looking Jake over. "No collar on the shirt. A banded collar, with a simple yet stunning cover."
Jake was listening while she gave the man his marching orders. "Alex... what are you setting me up for."
"Jake, try it on and trust me. Now, give me more details about this mystery woman."
"She's my height, long dark auburn colored hair..." He took the offered tuxedo and shirt from the salesman and disappeared into the litle cubicle again to change. "Uhm, let's see, dark eyes. couldn't tell if they were black or just brown and it was dark in there. She's kinda frail looking in her hands." The sound of a zipper zipping interrupted his talking for a moment. "She's also got the best set of legs I've yet to see. Makes me think she's a heavy runner or a health nut. How's this look?"
He stepped out to see Alex's face light up and a smile crease her face even up to her eyes. "That's the one. I'm sure this Sasha is just going to love it. Have it tailored to fit even better and I'll meet you for dinner tonight." She clapped his shoulder once and bounced off out of the store, pausing only long enough to yell over her shoulder. "I'll call you later!"
Jake sighed. What was that woman up to now?
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"You never answered my question partner. Who is she?"
"Who is who Alex?"
"The woman who's got your mind in Alaska. You rarely drink coffee from coffee houses and you were incredibly late. Only a woman would be the reason."
Jake turned around to look at his friend and partner. They'd been friends for years, partners just as long. It seemed they knew each other better than they knew themselves. He laughed and stepped down off the dias in front of the three way mirror. Sitting down in the tuxedo, he blushed slightly. "You know Alex, I was beginning to wonder if I was dreaming. Her name is Sasha."
"And..." Alex grinned. She must be something special if Jake was blushing.
"And what? I don't know that much more about her. I can tell you she drinks hot cocoa in the spring time, wears combat boots with fishnet hose and a leather biker's jacket when it's... well, like she was today."
"You just..." At the sheepish look on Jake's face, she put two and two together and came up with "You don't know anything about her at all, do you? When did you meet her?"
He blushed even brighter. "Today... and it was her legs that stopped me first. But when I saw her... Alex, she's just beautiful. I, I don't know of any other way to describe her. A goddess, an angel..." He ran his hands through his hair.
Alex smiled patted Jake's shoulder as the salesman came back with a different styled tux. "Come on Jake. Try this one on and let's see what we got here. And keep talking about this Sasha. I need more than that if we're going to find her."
Jake poked his head out of the dressing room with a puzzled look on his face. "Find her? What for Alex?"
"You're a bit dense, aren't you Jake? Come out and let me look. Hmmm. What do you think?" She turned to the salesman. "I think it needs a little something different. He's not tall enough to pull off the long coat and besides it's a black tie event. Something classic for him. Single breasted, shawl collar lapel, no pinstripes. Cuffed pants, do you have any pants without the satin stripe on them?" She winked at Jake who was fidgeting with the tie. "And how about..." She squinched up one eye, looking Jake over. "No collar on the shirt. A banded collar, with a simple yet stunning cover."
Jake was listening while she gave the man his marching orders. "Alex... what are you setting me up for."
"Jake, try it on and trust me. Now, give me more details about this mystery woman."
"She's my height, long dark auburn colored hair..." He took the offered tuxedo and shirt from the salesman and disappeared into the litle cubicle again to change. "Uhm, let's see, dark eyes. couldn't tell if they were black or just brown and it was dark in there. She's kinda frail looking in her hands." The sound of a zipper zipping interrupted his talking for a moment. "She's also got the best set of legs I've yet to see. Makes me think she's a heavy runner or a health nut. How's this look?"
He stepped out to see Alex's face light up and a smile crease her face even up to her eyes. "That's the one. I'm sure this Sasha is just going to love it. Have it tailored to fit even better and I'll meet you for dinner tonight." She clapped his shoulder once and bounced off out of the store, pausing only long enough to yell over her shoulder. "I'll call you later!"
Jake sighed. What was that woman up to now?
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