Lunch started off rather smoothly, in CJ's opinion. They talked about idle
topics, TV, movies, the new blockbusters that were threatening Cosmic
Nation. Then the conversation took a turn towards politics. It turned out
that Doreen was a very liberal democrat. So liberal she made the former
president look like a conservative. But even so, she still had good ideas,
and solutions that Josh would have loved ha they known about Doreen when
they were in office. "So, what was it like in there? Only time I was in
there was aiding my cousin and a pollster write up some ratings thing,
considering I knew more about ratings then either of them."
"It was nice, hectic, but nice. I forgot how boring and stressful working for a production company was. But it pays better here."
"I think the press corps got more than you guys did. Are they always falling asleep?"
"Only if you catch them before their 8th cup of coffee." Doreen grinned that same grin that she showed all the time. Danny had a very similar one. She mentally cursed herself for thinking about Danny, and cursed herself again when she realized that Doreen had noticed.
"I'm sorry, you're thinking about Danny again, aren't you?" CJ nodded, sipping on her wine. "I shouldn't have brought it up. You still care about him, don't you?" She nodded again, not trusting her voice. "If it makes you feel any better he drags himself to see even the sludge that Cosmic produces just because you help hype it." She smiled at that, but could feel the lump in her throat growing. Danny still wanted her. even after she turned him down and left. "But anyways, let's find a better topic. You still keep in touch with anyone from the white house?"
"I see Sam around, he lives not too far, he's doing a great job as a congressman. I talk to Abbey every now and then, and last time I saw Toby, Andrea, j\Josh or Donna was at Josh and Donna's wedding."
"Do you miss them? Miss the Whitehouse?" CJ grinned.
"Is this lunch, or an interview?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just used to asking questions."
"And I'm used to answering them."
"So what's the problem?" CJ shrugged.
"I don't know. I guess I just still haven't adjusted to being out of there yet. After you spend 8 years somewhere, you kind of grow adjusted to it. I miss it. But I love having a life again."
"If being a town mayor is anywhere near there than I feel your pain. I had no life outside politics for the few years I was mayor. Then I gave that up and became a media reporter. Love it even more."
"You were a mayor?"
"Of a small town in the middle of nowhere, New Jersey. A while ago. Now I have the world's best job. I get paid to watch movies." CJ laughed. As lunch came out, they returned to idle chatter about the movies, and what companies were going to prove the worst threat to Cosmic Nation. When the check came, they found themselves fighting over it.
"It's MY treat, I'm the one who offered it, I pay."
"No, I've got it, really."
"No, you will not touch your purse or your wallet. It's mine." Finally, after almost five minutes of lighthearted bickering, they agreed to go dutch, although CJ finally gave in to Doreen's death glare about paying for CJ's half of the wine. They walked out to Doreens car, And Doreen started going back to the studio to drop her off. The topic once again turned to Danny.
"How long has it been since you've seen Danny?" CJ knew that she was bringing this on herself, but she couldn't help it. She needed to know how he was.
"It's been a while. I saw him briefly last year, but that was for maybe a few hours, I was stopping in DC for a flight. We email each other from time to time though." CJ nodded.
"How is he?"
"He's doing pretty good for himself. Some of his books have sold very well. Mostly biographies of senators and the ilk." The pulled up to the studio. "CJ, If you still care for him, I gaureentee you that if you call him, he'll grow wings and fly here himself." CJ laughed at that. "Been nice meeting you though, finally I get to see the one person I've seen so much on TV, and heard so much about from Danny." CJ returned that, and walked into the studio, her heart and mind in fierce competition.
"It was nice, hectic, but nice. I forgot how boring and stressful working for a production company was. But it pays better here."
"I think the press corps got more than you guys did. Are they always falling asleep?"
"Only if you catch them before their 8th cup of coffee." Doreen grinned that same grin that she showed all the time. Danny had a very similar one. She mentally cursed herself for thinking about Danny, and cursed herself again when she realized that Doreen had noticed.
"I'm sorry, you're thinking about Danny again, aren't you?" CJ nodded, sipping on her wine. "I shouldn't have brought it up. You still care about him, don't you?" She nodded again, not trusting her voice. "If it makes you feel any better he drags himself to see even the sludge that Cosmic produces just because you help hype it." She smiled at that, but could feel the lump in her throat growing. Danny still wanted her. even after she turned him down and left. "But anyways, let's find a better topic. You still keep in touch with anyone from the white house?"
"I see Sam around, he lives not too far, he's doing a great job as a congressman. I talk to Abbey every now and then, and last time I saw Toby, Andrea, j\Josh or Donna was at Josh and Donna's wedding."
"Do you miss them? Miss the Whitehouse?" CJ grinned.
"Is this lunch, or an interview?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just used to asking questions."
"And I'm used to answering them."
"So what's the problem?" CJ shrugged.
"I don't know. I guess I just still haven't adjusted to being out of there yet. After you spend 8 years somewhere, you kind of grow adjusted to it. I miss it. But I love having a life again."
"If being a town mayor is anywhere near there than I feel your pain. I had no life outside politics for the few years I was mayor. Then I gave that up and became a media reporter. Love it even more."
"You were a mayor?"
"Of a small town in the middle of nowhere, New Jersey. A while ago. Now I have the world's best job. I get paid to watch movies." CJ laughed. As lunch came out, they returned to idle chatter about the movies, and what companies were going to prove the worst threat to Cosmic Nation. When the check came, they found themselves fighting over it.
"It's MY treat, I'm the one who offered it, I pay."
"No, I've got it, really."
"No, you will not touch your purse or your wallet. It's mine." Finally, after almost five minutes of lighthearted bickering, they agreed to go dutch, although CJ finally gave in to Doreen's death glare about paying for CJ's half of the wine. They walked out to Doreens car, And Doreen started going back to the studio to drop her off. The topic once again turned to Danny.
"How long has it been since you've seen Danny?" CJ knew that she was bringing this on herself, but she couldn't help it. She needed to know how he was.
"It's been a while. I saw him briefly last year, but that was for maybe a few hours, I was stopping in DC for a flight. We email each other from time to time though." CJ nodded.
"How is he?"
"He's doing pretty good for himself. Some of his books have sold very well. Mostly biographies of senators and the ilk." The pulled up to the studio. "CJ, If you still care for him, I gaureentee you that if you call him, he'll grow wings and fly here himself." CJ laughed at that. "Been nice meeting you though, finally I get to see the one person I've seen so much on TV, and heard so much about from Danny." CJ returned that, and walked into the studio, her heart and mind in fierce competition.