*Saturday Late Afternoon*
Later that day, Joey is working a double shift at the Icehouse. Joey hurriedly rushes from a table to the kitchen for a measly cup of coffee and shuffles back to the table that ordered it.
" Miss, that coffee, please?" The woman calls as she approaches.
" Just a second." She offers as she attempts to not trip over her own feet.
Pacey walks up behind her.
" Potter!"
Joey jumps, startles, and spills a little bit of the coffee. She turns to Pacey whom looks at her apologetically.
She mutters to herself, "Oh thank you, Satan, for completing this night of horrors by sending one of your disciples to finish me off."
" Umm, what are you doing tonight?"
The question catches her off guard and she puts the coffee down on the wrong table.
" Excuse me, I didn't order this."
She apologizes to the man and heads for the table from which she had taken the order.
" Uhh, forget I said that." He started, losing his nerve.
He quickly came up for an excuse, "Wait . . .I was just out looking for a date and since I couldn't find one, I thought of you. So, how 'bout it? Wanna come with me . . . uh, just to hang out?"
" Oh gee whiz, you know, as much as that sounds like so much fun, you know, I am kind of busy." She sarcastically replies.
"Come on, Jo, it'll be fun." He says in an attempt to convince her.
Joey talks to him while attempting to clean a table, " After I serve the one hundredth million seafood platter, finish picking up the broken glass from the ice maker, scrap the mung out of the ventilators, I was thinking maybe of taking my tip money and flying to the Canary Islands and opening an offshore account. What do you think of that?"
"Want some company? I'll admit the pay at Screen Play isn't much but if we put our heads together . . ." He started.
Joey shot him a look that would freeze the fires of hell.
"Damn, Joey, when was the last time you went out and had some fun?" He offered, seriously. Sometimes he worried that she worked to hard and would someday soon burn herself out completely.
" Don't ask."
Pacey begs, "Please, Jo."
Bessie has overheard the entire conversation and finds Pacey's effort endearing. She comes up to Joey from behind and unties her apron, "Go."
" It's swamped."
Bessie insists, "Good-bye!"
Pacey takes a leap and grabs Joey's hand. He quickly meets her eyes and sees for a second a look of excitement in them. He drags her out of the restaurant and he looks back in time to catch her smile. He smiles and leads the way.
~*~*~*~ Billy and Jen are walking along and holding hands.
" Do you know how much I just want to scoop you up and take you back to
New York with me?"
" This is my home, Billy. "
" You are leaving me for a guy who has a ET doll on his bed.'
" It's a collector's item."
"So, he's brainwashed you too."
" Billy, it's been good to see you again, but I really should go to that party and find Dawson and try to fix my relationship . . ."
"Party? In this town? My guess is it is a group of Brady Bunch kids doing square dancing. You are not missing anything."
"Billy . . ."
"Fine. No more making fun of your new friends, Jenny. I'll leave, just as soon as I get a goodbye kiss. That is all I ask."
She kisses him quickly and turns and rushes away in the opposite direction.
"Goodbye, Billy.'
Later that day, Joey is working a double shift at the Icehouse. Joey hurriedly rushes from a table to the kitchen for a measly cup of coffee and shuffles back to the table that ordered it.
" Miss, that coffee, please?" The woman calls as she approaches.
" Just a second." She offers as she attempts to not trip over her own feet.
Pacey walks up behind her.
" Potter!"
Joey jumps, startles, and spills a little bit of the coffee. She turns to Pacey whom looks at her apologetically.
She mutters to herself, "Oh thank you, Satan, for completing this night of horrors by sending one of your disciples to finish me off."
" Umm, what are you doing tonight?"
The question catches her off guard and she puts the coffee down on the wrong table.
" Excuse me, I didn't order this."
She apologizes to the man and heads for the table from which she had taken the order.
" Uhh, forget I said that." He started, losing his nerve.
He quickly came up for an excuse, "Wait . . .I was just out looking for a date and since I couldn't find one, I thought of you. So, how 'bout it? Wanna come with me . . . uh, just to hang out?"
" Oh gee whiz, you know, as much as that sounds like so much fun, you know, I am kind of busy." She sarcastically replies.
"Come on, Jo, it'll be fun." He says in an attempt to convince her.
Joey talks to him while attempting to clean a table, " After I serve the one hundredth million seafood platter, finish picking up the broken glass from the ice maker, scrap the mung out of the ventilators, I was thinking maybe of taking my tip money and flying to the Canary Islands and opening an offshore account. What do you think of that?"
"Want some company? I'll admit the pay at Screen Play isn't much but if we put our heads together . . ." He started.
Joey shot him a look that would freeze the fires of hell.
"Damn, Joey, when was the last time you went out and had some fun?" He offered, seriously. Sometimes he worried that she worked to hard and would someday soon burn herself out completely.
" Don't ask."
Pacey begs, "Please, Jo."
Bessie has overheard the entire conversation and finds Pacey's effort endearing. She comes up to Joey from behind and unties her apron, "Go."
" It's swamped."
Bessie insists, "Good-bye!"
Pacey takes a leap and grabs Joey's hand. He quickly meets her eyes and sees for a second a look of excitement in them. He drags her out of the restaurant and he looks back in time to catch her smile. He smiles and leads the way.
~*~*~*~ Billy and Jen are walking along and holding hands.
" Do you know how much I just want to scoop you up and take you back to
New York with me?"
" This is my home, Billy. "
" You are leaving me for a guy who has a ET doll on his bed.'
" It's a collector's item."
"So, he's brainwashed you too."
" Billy, it's been good to see you again, but I really should go to that party and find Dawson and try to fix my relationship . . ."
"Party? In this town? My guess is it is a group of Brady Bunch kids doing square dancing. You are not missing anything."
"Billy . . ."
"Fine. No more making fun of your new friends, Jenny. I'll leave, just as soon as I get a goodbye kiss. That is all I ask."
She kisses him quickly and turns and rushes away in the opposite direction.
"Goodbye, Billy.'