Okay, another Shania song. It's called 'Waiter, Bring Me Water'. But this is perfect for the fic. Okay, here we go on Syd's (me) great sled of doom! And yes, I'm bringing in the wicked witch. But she's needed right now. Plus I wanna throw water on her and see if she melts.
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He took me to-our favorite spot.
A place we go to hang out a lot.
Oh-oo-oh over my shoulder
Oh-oo-oh over my shoulder
"You look very handsome, Michael," Alice said, glowing. She had to admit, though, Vaughn looked…distracted.
He kept looking over her shoulder. She thought maybe there was a chalkboard with the prime rib special on it, but no, they didn't have specials at this restaurant.
He smiled at her. "Thank you. You look spectacular, Alice," he said, quietly. Alice knew something was wrong. Vaughn hadn't taken a sip of his beer, and he was obsessively tearing his straw wrapper in bitty little pieces.
"Michael? Is something bothering you?" She asked him.
I turned around-to see what's up.
A pretty young thing sure enough.
She was new-he wanted to.
Kno-oo-oh-oh-oo-ow her.
Kno-oo-oh-oh-oo-ow her.
He shook his head rather quickly and smiled at her. Alice thought quickly.
"Michael? Do you love me?" She asked him. He looked at her, startled, and nodded, looking over her shoulder.
"Yes, of course. We've been through good times together," he said. Alice nodded and cleared her throat.
"Michael, I love you. More than anything. And I want nothing less than for us to be together forever," she said. Vaughn looked at his shoes uncomfortably then looked over Alice's shoulder again. Alice, completely and utterly confused, turned around.
There, sitting in a booth with the man she'd seen, was Sydney, or 'Rita' as Alice knew her. She flipped her hair and waved to Vaughn, sweetly.
Oh-yeah.
Then she flicked her hair (yeah!).
Oh, yeah-he began to stare.
Alice turned to Vaughn. "Michael, if you need to talk some business with her, go and do it quickly. I have no problem with that," she said. Vaughn looked at her and then kissed her hand. He got up and walked to where Sydney and Will were sitting and Sydney smiled large, Alice watching the whole encounter.
Sydney moved over so Vaughn could sit by her and he put her hand in his, secretly, underneath the table. But Alice had spent half her life trying to peer through the neighbor's fence; she had eyes like a hawk.
They talked for a few minutes and Vaughn turned to Sydney, kissing her cheek. She smiled, blushing, and returned it, telling him something. He got up and walked to the table, sitting down, looking much happier.
Waiter! (Waiter,) Bring me water!
I gotta make him keep his cool.
(Waiter!) Bring me water!
He's acting like a fool.
(Waiter!) Bring me water!
Alice looked at him with hurt and confusion, her eyes filling with tears. He looked at her strangely.
"Alice? What's the matter?" He asked, concerned. She shook her head.
"You just kissed Rita!" She cried. He bit his lip nervously.
"Stevens. Rita Stevens. Yeah. Alice, she's sort of the reason why I'm here," he said. Alice looked confused.
"You mean you came here to see her?" She asked him, angrily. He shook his head.
"No, you misunderstand me. I came to talk to you about her. She's here with Wade, her friend, by coincidence. But…" He trailed off and Alice connected the dots.
Uh, oh, I did my best-to block his view.
But it was like he could see through me.
Ho-oo-oh-oh-oo-old her.
Ho-oo-oh-oh-oo-old her.
"You're breaking up with me," she said, flatly. He hesitated, then nodded.
"I didn't think it fair to lead you on. You deserve more than that," he said. She nodded, biting her lip, trying to keep the tears from coming. With no avail.
They streamed down her cheeks and Vaughn awkwardly handed her a napkin. She dabbed at her eyes and sighed.
"No. You are the best. But maybe you're right. Maybe I don't deserve you," she said, finishing her wine and picking up her purse. She got up and walked toward Sydney, smiling at her.
"You're lucky. Please, don't hurt him," she said. Sydney smiled at her, biting her lip.
"I won't," she said, solemnly.
Alice walked away, her nose red.
Oh-yeah-I ain't getting' nowhere (yeah!)
Oh-yeah-she's still standing there
Waiter! (Waiter) Bring me water!
I gotta make him keep his cool.
(Waiter) Bring me water!
He's acting like a fool.
(Waiter!) Bring me water!
Vaughn walked up to Sydney and sank in one booth, putting his hands in hers. She smiled at the sacrifice he had just made for her and slowly put her lips on his.
Everything he had just done had been justified. All worthwhile. Even if he had to keep it professional and only display his feelings in a damp, dark warehouse, he would profess (with pride) that he loved his woman. And, with all his heart, he hoped she loved him back.
In the heat of the moment, Sydney began mumbling as he hugged her.
"I love you so much," she murmured softly, so no one would hear it, but he did. Realizing what she said, she pulled away and looked at her feet, grinning embarrassedly. He pushed her chin up and looked in her eyes, nodding. She realized he was returning the sentiment and went back to softly kissing him.
Alice saw the whole thing through the window, sitting in her car.
There's gotta be a way to cool this clown,
He's starting to embarrass me.
I may even have to hose him down,
Bring me water.
I don't know what he finds distracting,
What's so hot about her?
I really don't like the way he's acting,
Bring me water!
Sydney pulled away from Vaughn and pulled him out to her car, throwing him in the backseat, covering him with a blanket.
She started the car and began to talk.
"How did she take it?" Sydney asked him.
"Mmm-hmm-fmm-fm!" came Vaughn's muffled response. Sydney giggled.
"Take the blanket off your mouth!" She said, snorting.
He pulled the blanket off and laughed.
"She took it well. I wouldn't have cared how she took it. She needed to go," he said.
Sydney smiled in the driver's seat, biting her lip.
"Thank you," she whispered.
Uh, Bring it on!
Uhhhh,
Oh.
What's so hot about her?
Uh, uh, uh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(Waiter, bring me water)
Send him back to school
(Waiter, bring me water)
He's acting like a fool
(Waiter, bring me water)
Waiter, bring me water!
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That took SO long to write!