Georgia St. (near the bank)
11:30 am, Tuesday
Grace Adler walked down Georgia Street, holding a check for thirty thousand dollars. She was giddy at the fact that she was being paid that much just for one hours work on a crappy sketch of a deck. She wore a large grin, which made her look like some sort of retard, but that was okay, because she had thirty thousand dollars!
Then, all of a sudden, bringing her back to consciousness, Grace bumped into a guy and she fell backwards onto the pavement. She took a look at the man she had just bumped. He was tall with dark hair, hazel eyes and a complexion that could sexually heal any bitch that was willing. Grace smiled, even though she had just fallen on hard pavement. The man bent down to help her up. "Need a hand?" he asked.
Grace held up her right arm and the guy grabbed it, helping her to her feet. "Thank you," she said.
"For what? Knocking you down, or helping you up?" he asked. Grace grinned at the dumb joke. "By the way, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and I didn't see you there."
"Nah. It's okay, I was in a hurry, too," Grace replied. Then, she realized this was her chance. She could introduce herself to this handsome devil, "Umm.... I'm Grace Adler, nice to meet you."
"I'm Fox Mulder, nice to meet you too," Fox said.
Wow! Grace thought, His name was Fox! that was about the most arousing name she had ever come across. "So. Um, what do you do?" Grace inquired, looking him up and down.
"I'm an FBI. I hope that doesn't turn you off, Grace," Fox said.
Maybe he really likes me! Grace thought. "Umm...." Grace mumbled for a few minutes.
"Hey. Are you okay?" Fox asked after Grace 'Ummed' for about five minutes.
"Oh. Sorry. You asked me what I did for a living. I'm a designer," Grace replied.
Fox's eyes lit up, "Hey, Grace, would you like some lunch?"
"Sure! Thanks!" Grace exclaimed. Fox took her hand and they walked over to the local A & W.
As Grace and her new friend, Fox walked into the fast food restaurant, she noticed a short red-haired woman staring at Fox from a nearby table. Grace felt uncomfortable with this woman staring at them. Fox turned around, to face the woman, "Hey, Scully!"
"Mulder! I told you not to order a whore!" the red-haired woman, who was supposedly "Scully" answered. Grace shot her a look of astonishment and horror.
"I am not a whore!" Grace cried.
"Oh, I'm sorry, do your kind prefer the term 'Prostitute'?" Scully answered.
"What the hell!" Grace exclaimed, sticking up her middle finger at the evil bitch.
"Um. Scully, this is Grace, Grace this is Scully," Mulder began, feeling a bit on edge.
"Grace, huh? What the hell kind of a name is Grace?" Scully said, putting on a mean look.
"What the hell kind of a name is Scully, you short piece of shit!" Grace yelled, turning as red as her red hair and spitting on the midget's forehead.
"Girls, girls, girls! This is no way to act in a fast food restaurant!" Fox said.
"Stay out of this, dumbass!" both women yelled at once. Fox Mulder shrugged his shoulders and went up to the counter to order a large coke and a hamburger. He stuffed his face while watching the two fight each other until Scully bitch-slapped Grace, and she left. Now Fox and Grace were alone.
"So. I take it that was your girlfriend?" Grace asked, looking into Fox's hazel eyes.
"No. That's my partner. Scully. Agent Dana Scully," Fox said, "We're friends. Don't worry, Grace, I know what your thinking. I like you, too."
Grace let out a sigh of relief. She was glad that Fox and that Scully woman weren't lovers; she was way too much of a bitch for her delicate Fox. "That's a relief, you know," Grace replied, "How do you put up with her? She's so. I don't know. Fucked!"
"She's better once you get to know her. Scully's very protective, she's just marking her territory, Grace. I know she likes me, and I like her, but only as a friend and partner at work," Mr. Mulder replied.
"You're so nice. But I have to get back to work before Karen gets too drunk to remember what she's doing," Grace said, "Oh! And here's my work number, home number and email."
"Okay, Grace, I'll call you!" Mulder called and Grace left the A & W.
Grace Adler walked down Georgia Street, holding a check for thirty thousand dollars. She was giddy at the fact that she was being paid that much just for one hours work on a crappy sketch of a deck. She wore a large grin, which made her look like some sort of retard, but that was okay, because she had thirty thousand dollars!
Then, all of a sudden, bringing her back to consciousness, Grace bumped into a guy and she fell backwards onto the pavement. She took a look at the man she had just bumped. He was tall with dark hair, hazel eyes and a complexion that could sexually heal any bitch that was willing. Grace smiled, even though she had just fallen on hard pavement. The man bent down to help her up. "Need a hand?" he asked.
Grace held up her right arm and the guy grabbed it, helping her to her feet. "Thank you," she said.
"For what? Knocking you down, or helping you up?" he asked. Grace grinned at the dumb joke. "By the way, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and I didn't see you there."
"Nah. It's okay, I was in a hurry, too," Grace replied. Then, she realized this was her chance. She could introduce herself to this handsome devil, "Umm.... I'm Grace Adler, nice to meet you."
"I'm Fox Mulder, nice to meet you too," Fox said.
Wow! Grace thought, His name was Fox! that was about the most arousing name she had ever come across. "So. Um, what do you do?" Grace inquired, looking him up and down.
"I'm an FBI. I hope that doesn't turn you off, Grace," Fox said.
Maybe he really likes me! Grace thought. "Umm...." Grace mumbled for a few minutes.
"Hey. Are you okay?" Fox asked after Grace 'Ummed' for about five minutes.
"Oh. Sorry. You asked me what I did for a living. I'm a designer," Grace replied.
Fox's eyes lit up, "Hey, Grace, would you like some lunch?"
"Sure! Thanks!" Grace exclaimed. Fox took her hand and they walked over to the local A & W.
As Grace and her new friend, Fox walked into the fast food restaurant, she noticed a short red-haired woman staring at Fox from a nearby table. Grace felt uncomfortable with this woman staring at them. Fox turned around, to face the woman, "Hey, Scully!"
"Mulder! I told you not to order a whore!" the red-haired woman, who was supposedly "Scully" answered. Grace shot her a look of astonishment and horror.
"I am not a whore!" Grace cried.
"Oh, I'm sorry, do your kind prefer the term 'Prostitute'?" Scully answered.
"What the hell!" Grace exclaimed, sticking up her middle finger at the evil bitch.
"Um. Scully, this is Grace, Grace this is Scully," Mulder began, feeling a bit on edge.
"Grace, huh? What the hell kind of a name is Grace?" Scully said, putting on a mean look.
"What the hell kind of a name is Scully, you short piece of shit!" Grace yelled, turning as red as her red hair and spitting on the midget's forehead.
"Girls, girls, girls! This is no way to act in a fast food restaurant!" Fox said.
"Stay out of this, dumbass!" both women yelled at once. Fox Mulder shrugged his shoulders and went up to the counter to order a large coke and a hamburger. He stuffed his face while watching the two fight each other until Scully bitch-slapped Grace, and she left. Now Fox and Grace were alone.
"So. I take it that was your girlfriend?" Grace asked, looking into Fox's hazel eyes.
"No. That's my partner. Scully. Agent Dana Scully," Fox said, "We're friends. Don't worry, Grace, I know what your thinking. I like you, too."
Grace let out a sigh of relief. She was glad that Fox and that Scully woman weren't lovers; she was way too much of a bitch for her delicate Fox. "That's a relief, you know," Grace replied, "How do you put up with her? She's so. I don't know. Fucked!"
"She's better once you get to know her. Scully's very protective, she's just marking her territory, Grace. I know she likes me, and I like her, but only as a friend and partner at work," Mr. Mulder replied.
"You're so nice. But I have to get back to work before Karen gets too drunk to remember what she's doing," Grace said, "Oh! And here's my work number, home number and email."
"Okay, Grace, I'll call you!" Mulder called and Grace left the A & W.