Title: Double Date
Summary: Logan and Jubilee go on a double date with Remy and his girlfriend. Silliness ensues!
Warnings: Get ready to laugh!
Rating: G-general humor
Characters: Logan/Jubilee, Remy/original character
Double Date
Jean walked into the Rec Room, where Logan was sprawled out on the couch, flipping channels. "Nothing on?" she teased lightly, settling down on the arm of the sofa.
"Nah. Nothin' but blasted cartoons." He continued to flip channels.
She giggled. "What else do you expect? It's a Saturday morning!" She looked around. "Where's Jubilee?"
"Sleepin' off last night," he said.
Jean crossed her arms. "That reminds me, when are you going to take her out on a real date?"
"Huh?" he squinted at her. "We go out plenty, Jean."
"Not to a bar, Logan," Jean sat down on the coffee table in front of him. "To a restaurant, or to a movie. Or both. A real date, not just a bar crawl."
"Jubes didn' say she wanted to go out anywhere."
"Well, she may not have said so, but she might like to. She just knows that it's not your thing. Think about it, Logan." Jean got up and left.
Logan did think about it. Maybe he should take Jubilee out on a 'date', but the thought made him growl. Where would he take her, what would they do, and how in the heck was he supposed to figure out what she would like if she didn't tell him? He growled again.
"Something wrong, mon ami?" came a Louisiana drawl form the doorway. Logan turned, to see Remy walking into the room.
"Yeah. Jean jus' asked me why I ain't taken Jubes out on a date yet."
Remy grinned. "Oh, so dat what de p'tite talking 'bout yesterday."
"Huh?" Logan turned to look at the Cajun.
"Jubilee look all wistful yesterday when Remy say he taking Elise out on a date. Jubilee say 'wish he did sometimes' when she t'ink Remy not listening. Betcha dat 'he' was you."
"Why didn't she tell me that, blast her?" Logan grumbled.
"Women be like dat, Logan. You got to figure out what dey want, or dey get upset wit' you."
"I don't want Jubes upset with me," Logan grumped. "So where do I take her, an' what do I do?"
"Start wit' somet'ing she like. Any movie she want to go see dat's playing right now?"
"Well, she said she wants ta go see the new Terminator flick. And I could probably sit through it, too."
"So call de theatre and fin' out what time de movie start. After it finish, take her out to a nice restaurant. An' not McDonalds, Logan. Jubilee tell me you an' her go out to fast-food place most o' de time. Take her somewhere nice."
"Like where?"
"Well, Elise an' I go to Marcello's often. Or maybe Sunset. Bot' places got nice food, an' dere's a bar inside where you can get drinks. Hey, Logan, I got an idea. Remy be taking Elise on a date tonight. Why don' we make it a double an' meet at Marcello's?"
"Sounds good to me," Logan said agreeably. "You got to go pick up yer dancer girlfriend, right? So how 'bout Jubes an' I meet ya at the restaurant?"
"Works for me," Remy said agreeably.
* * *
Jubilee raised her eyebrow when Logan told her not to eat too much at dinner, but didn't protest. When they went up to their room afterward, He said. "Fin' something' nice ta wear, Jubes."
"Like what?" she said suspiciously.
"Well…Gumbo an' I were talkin' earlier, an' he said he an' his girl'd like some company tonight. So I thought you an' me'd go with them if you don' t have any objections."
"A date?" Jubilee looked incredulous. "I didn't think you were the type!"
He shrugged, trying not to look uncomfortable. "Gumbo heard ya say ya wished I'd take ya out on a date. I figured it was the least I could do ta make ya happy."
Jubilee's eyes brightened. "Sure! I'd love to! Where are we going?"
"Marcello's fer dinner first, then ta a movie. I dunno what Remy's got planned, but I'm sure we'll enjoy it."
Jubilee grinned, and disappeared ino their walk-in closet as Logan went into the bathroom to shave and dress. As a result, when he got out he was taken completely by surprise.
Jubilee was wearing a slinky black dress that was cut low over her breasts and high over her knees. He swallowed several times, hard, before he found his voice. "Jubes, maybe ya better not wear that dress," he said.
"Why?" Jubilee looked at the dress quickly, front and back, checking for spots. "Is it dirty?"
"No. But it ain't gonna stay clean cause I ain't gonna be able ta keep my hands offa ya."
Jubilee's eyes crinkled at the corners in a smile. Damn, he loved that smile. He had to keep his eyes on that smile. Had to. If he didn't, he'd be looking at that valley between her breasts all evening…
Jubilee turned back to the mirror to apply her lipstick, and Logan groaned aloud. The valley between her breasts was replaced by a view of her backside, tightly wrapped and encased in black stretch fabric. He wanted to touch that backside…
She saw his look in the mirror, giggled, and deftly moved her body out of his reach. "Think of it as a challenge, Logan," she grinned. "Betcha you can't keep your hands off me the whole evening."
"I'm gonna lose," Logan groaned. "Darlin', ain't no way I'm gonna be able ta keep my hands offa you, the way ya look right now."
She giggled, opened the room door and walked out, Logan following.
The restaurant parking lot was crowded, but not overly so. Remy pulled up in his pickup with Elise in the front just a few minutes after Jubilee and Logan parked in Jubilee's car. "Hey, Elise," Jubilee greeted the other woman. She again had to suppress the little streak of envy she felt whenever she saw her. Elise Maron was a classically trained ballerina, with an extraordinarily graceful way of moving. Jubilee wished she had been gifted with that kind of grace; she always felt awkward and coltish next to the ballerina.
Elise hugged Jubilee, then took Remy's arm. Jubilee took Logan's, and they all went into the restaurant. The wait staff evidently knew Remy and Elise; the hostess gave all four of them a friendly smile and escorted them right to a table. They sat down, made themselves comfortable, and looked at the menu. Elise ordered a low-fat grilled chicken with a Caesar salad on the side; Remy ordered the prime rib and baked potatoes. Logan chose the steak; and Jubilee, looking at the salad and chicken Elise ordered, decided she would order the salmon filet and Italian salad, even though she really wanted to order the steak.
"Any wine?" the waitress asked. "We have a lovely white Zinfandel as our special tonight."
Elise declined the wine; too many calories. Jubilee badly wanted to order a beer, but when Remy ordered the white wine, and Logan did too, she did the same. Elise sipped ice water throughout the dinner as she talked to them at length about her training, her newest ballet, and her life touring. Remy hung on every word; Logan, Jubilee noted with amusement, dug into his steak, mumbled monosyllabic answers at all the pauses in the conversation, and basically let most of the conversation run over his head. Jubilee nodded, tried to look polite, and laughed politely at what she felt appropriate intervals. Remy was hanging rather obviously on her every word, and Jubilee knew she was going to have fun laughing at him to Logan later.
"How has your dinner been?" the waitress asked cheerfully as she collected the empty plates. "Anyone ready for desert?"
"Uh, yes," Elise said. 'I really need to watch my weight, though; do you have anything light, or low calorie?"
"We do have a lime sorbet," the waitress said helpfully. "And we do have a light vanilla ice cream."
"I'll take the sorbet," Elise said.
Jubilee, tired of being polite, looked at the menu and ordered what she really wanted; a slice of vanilla ice cream cake with a rich chocolate fudge sauce and lots of whipped cream and chopped nuts. Elise looked disapprovingly. "You know, that's a lot of calories," she said politely. Jubilee barely restrained herself from rolling her eyes and instead dug her spoon into the dessert with great relish. It was the best part of her evening so far; made better by the sight of Elise looking positively envious at the chocolate. Remy gave Jubilee a sidelong look, and Logan barely stifled a grin.
They emerged from the restaurant with their hunger mostly satisfied, and discussed which movie to see. Elise wanted to see the new romantic comedy with her favorite actor in it; Logan and Jubilee wanted to see the new Terminator. Remy sided with Elise. Jubilee and Logan reluctantly agreed to go with them. The other couple got into Remy's pickup; Jubilee and Logan got into her car.
"Oh, my god," Jubilee rolled her eyes once they were on the road. "I don't know what he sees in her! It's all about her. Her weight, her dancing, her life! When does he get a word in edgewise?"
"I dunno," Logan said gloomily.
They paid for their tickets, and went to find their seats. Jubilee bought herself and Logan a jumbo popcorn and a big soda; then splurged and got a huge box of sour gummy candy. She sat down in the seat, grimly determined to sit out the movie. "Maybe it won't be that bad," she whispered to Logan.
It was that bad. Jubilee found her eyelids drifting closed only about a half-hour into the movie. She stared at Remy's head where it lay on Elise's shoulder. Oh, she was going to kill him…he knew she and Logan didn't like these kinds of movies…
A piece of popcorn hit the back of Remy's head. She looked at Logan in surprise; he was all set to hurl another one. She looked disapprovingly at him, and shook her head. He lookd back at her, and she saw the gleam in his eye as he handed her a piece of popcorn. She took it, was about to pop it in her mouth, when another piece hit Remy's head. Jubilee clutched her sides laughing, took another piece of popcorn, and threw it at Remy. It missed. Logan made a face at her, threw another one. This one made the target. Jubilee tried again, with better results this time. They started taking turns.
He went on watching with Elise, blissfully oblivious of the fact that his head was being used as a target. Logan and Jubilee ignored the rest of the movie; aiming for Remy's head was much more fun.
When the movie ended and the house lights went up, Remy and Elise turned around to look at their fellow couple. Elise stared in dismay at the pieces of popcorn littering the floor. "Look at the mess!" she exclaimed. "What happened?"
Jubilee grinned unrepentantly. "Spilled my popcorn," she said. Logan tried very hard to keep a straight face, but Jubilee saw his shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter as Elise and Remy led the way out of the theater.
"Remy have to take Elise home," Remy said. "We all had a good time, non?"
"Oh yes," Jubilee said, "We had a lovely time. We especially loved the movie. Didn't we, Logan?"
"Oh, yeah. The movie was great." Remy missed the sarcastic note in Logan's voice. Jubilee hugged Elise goodbye, and she and Logan watched as Remy took her arm and led her off toward the truck.
Just before they were out of earshot, they heard Elise murmur, "Remy, you smell like popcorn, I could just eat you up…mmm…"
They barely made it into Jubilee's car before they exploded in laughter. "Oh my God," Jubilee wiped her streaming eyes. "Logan, good lord, that was a hell of a date!" She straightened up. "With the exception of Remy's girl. I don't know how he puts up with her. Logan, if you ever want to take me out on a date again, feel free…just do me a favor, huh?"
"What's that, darlin'?"
"Don't invite Remy and Elise!"
"Never again, darlin'," Logan crushed her in a hug. "Never again. Now let's get home."