Chapter Two
When Jack arrived at his apartment, he opened the door and let himself and Karen inside. "I'll get you a blanket," he told her, referring to the fact that she was still shaking from the cold. "No it's alright. I'll just make myself a drink," she said walking up to the counter. He shrugged and sat down on the couch. "Whatever you say," he replied, propping his feet on the small table in front of him. "Want anything?" she asked him, as she happily popped an olive into her mouth. "Nah, I'm okay," he answered, closing his eyes. "Aww, is Jackie-Wackie tired?" she asked, pursing her lips together. "Yeah, all that food is getting me sleepy," he answered. She smiled and then sighed. She wanted to tell Jack about the woman she had seen and spoke to and Barneys. "Maybe later," she whispered. "What?" Jack asked, opening his eyes. "Nothing honey, just go to sleep," she answered, drinking her martini.
::Sadaf, Persian Cuisine::
Will and Grace entered the restaurant and walked over to the maitre d'. "Truman," Will said as the man smiled. "Yes, party of two. Right this way," he replied, grabbing two menus and leading them to a table. They sat down and started looking over the menus. "Everything looks so good," Grace said, licking her lips. "I've never been to a Persian restaurant," Will said. "Really? Well, you'll like it," she replied as the waitress walked over to them. "Welcome to Sadaf. May I take your drink orders?" the young blonde haired woman asked. "Could I have a glass of merlot?" Grace asked as Will smirked. "Let me guess, I'm paying," he said, as she nodded. "Like always," she replied. He rolled his eyes and looked back at the waitress. "I'll have the same," he said, as she nodded and left the table to retrieve their drinks. "Why are you so uptight?" Grace asked. "I'm just in a bad mood," he answered as she rested her hand on his. "What's wrong?" she asked. "My love life sucks," he answered, as she burst into laughter. "What's so funny?" he asked. "You're love life has been sucky for awhile and now you are complaining?" she asked back, still laughing. He took his hand away from hers and gave her a mean look. "At least I can pay for my own food," he said as she stopped laughing. "Shut up," she replied, as the waitress came back with their drinks. She set the glasses down and took out a small white notebook. "Ready to order?" she asked, as the two best friends nodded.
Meanwhile, Karen had just phoned driver and was now making herself another drink. Jack had fallen asleep so she had no one to talk to. She sighed as she watched him sleep. This man was her best friend and the most important person besides Stan. *Stan* she thought in her head, as she slowly mixed the ingredients in her drink with her finger. Her husband was once again on one of his business trips and she had to admit, she felt lonely without him. The huge bed they shared felt empty and not just because he took up most of it. She enjoyed listening to him whisper sweet nothings into her ear. She smiled at her thoughts and then jumped when she heard a knock at the door. She quietly tiptoed over to the door and opened it. "Mrs. Walker, I'm here to take you home," the older man said as she placed a hand over his mouth. "Hey, bring it down from fog horn level," she replied, pointing to Jack. "Sorry, I didn't see him there," driver said as she took her hand away from his mouth and grabbed her purse. "Take those bags," she demanded, as he obeyed and picked up the seven shopping bags. "Goodbye poodle," she whispered into Jack's ear as she and driver walked out.
Back at Sadaf, Grace was complaining about her order while Will just looked on in embarrassment. "I ordered lamb strips, not lamb kabobs!" she exclaimed. "Ma'am, you told me you wanted the green salad, the masta khiar, pita bread and three lamb kabobs," the waitress said, showing Grace the notepad. "Look lady, I want my strips," she said as Will kicked her from underneath the table. "Ow!" she yelled. "Woops, did I do that?" he asked innocently as she glared at him. "Ma'am, I'll go put in an order for the strips but please don't ever speak to me again like that," the waitress said as she took the plate of kabobs and walked away. "You are so embarrassing," Will said as she shrugged. "What? I only wanted my kabobs," she replied as he rolled his eyes. "You wanted the strips!" he exclaimed. "Yeah whatever," she said, as she threw piece of pita bread into her mouth.
::Walker Penthouse::
Karen walked into her bedroom and smiled when driver placed the bags on her bed. "Thanks, now scram!" she exclaimed. She waited until he was gone, then walked to the intercom. "Rosario get your guacamole ass up here," she said, walking back over to the bed. She waited a little longer and sighed when Rosario did not appear. She opened the door and walked downstairs to the maids' quarters. She opened the door to Rosario's room and gasped when she saw Rosario talking to the woman who had been at Barneys earlier. "What the hell are you doing here?" she demanded to know, as the other two women looked at her.
When Jack arrived at his apartment, he opened the door and let himself and Karen inside. "I'll get you a blanket," he told her, referring to the fact that she was still shaking from the cold. "No it's alright. I'll just make myself a drink," she said walking up to the counter. He shrugged and sat down on the couch. "Whatever you say," he replied, propping his feet on the small table in front of him. "Want anything?" she asked him, as she happily popped an olive into her mouth. "Nah, I'm okay," he answered, closing his eyes. "Aww, is Jackie-Wackie tired?" she asked, pursing her lips together. "Yeah, all that food is getting me sleepy," he answered. She smiled and then sighed. She wanted to tell Jack about the woman she had seen and spoke to and Barneys. "Maybe later," she whispered. "What?" Jack asked, opening his eyes. "Nothing honey, just go to sleep," she answered, drinking her martini.
::Sadaf, Persian Cuisine::
Will and Grace entered the restaurant and walked over to the maitre d'. "Truman," Will said as the man smiled. "Yes, party of two. Right this way," he replied, grabbing two menus and leading them to a table. They sat down and started looking over the menus. "Everything looks so good," Grace said, licking her lips. "I've never been to a Persian restaurant," Will said. "Really? Well, you'll like it," she replied as the waitress walked over to them. "Welcome to Sadaf. May I take your drink orders?" the young blonde haired woman asked. "Could I have a glass of merlot?" Grace asked as Will smirked. "Let me guess, I'm paying," he said, as she nodded. "Like always," she replied. He rolled his eyes and looked back at the waitress. "I'll have the same," he said, as she nodded and left the table to retrieve their drinks. "Why are you so uptight?" Grace asked. "I'm just in a bad mood," he answered as she rested her hand on his. "What's wrong?" she asked. "My love life sucks," he answered, as she burst into laughter. "What's so funny?" he asked. "You're love life has been sucky for awhile and now you are complaining?" she asked back, still laughing. He took his hand away from hers and gave her a mean look. "At least I can pay for my own food," he said as she stopped laughing. "Shut up," she replied, as the waitress came back with their drinks. She set the glasses down and took out a small white notebook. "Ready to order?" she asked, as the two best friends nodded.
Meanwhile, Karen had just phoned driver and was now making herself another drink. Jack had fallen asleep so she had no one to talk to. She sighed as she watched him sleep. This man was her best friend and the most important person besides Stan. *Stan* she thought in her head, as she slowly mixed the ingredients in her drink with her finger. Her husband was once again on one of his business trips and she had to admit, she felt lonely without him. The huge bed they shared felt empty and not just because he took up most of it. She enjoyed listening to him whisper sweet nothings into her ear. She smiled at her thoughts and then jumped when she heard a knock at the door. She quietly tiptoed over to the door and opened it. "Mrs. Walker, I'm here to take you home," the older man said as she placed a hand over his mouth. "Hey, bring it down from fog horn level," she replied, pointing to Jack. "Sorry, I didn't see him there," driver said as she took her hand away from his mouth and grabbed her purse. "Take those bags," she demanded, as he obeyed and picked up the seven shopping bags. "Goodbye poodle," she whispered into Jack's ear as she and driver walked out.
Back at Sadaf, Grace was complaining about her order while Will just looked on in embarrassment. "I ordered lamb strips, not lamb kabobs!" she exclaimed. "Ma'am, you told me you wanted the green salad, the masta khiar, pita bread and three lamb kabobs," the waitress said, showing Grace the notepad. "Look lady, I want my strips," she said as Will kicked her from underneath the table. "Ow!" she yelled. "Woops, did I do that?" he asked innocently as she glared at him. "Ma'am, I'll go put in an order for the strips but please don't ever speak to me again like that," the waitress said as she took the plate of kabobs and walked away. "You are so embarrassing," Will said as she shrugged. "What? I only wanted my kabobs," she replied as he rolled his eyes. "You wanted the strips!" he exclaimed. "Yeah whatever," she said, as she threw piece of pita bread into her mouth.
::Walker Penthouse::
Karen walked into her bedroom and smiled when driver placed the bags on her bed. "Thanks, now scram!" she exclaimed. She waited until he was gone, then walked to the intercom. "Rosario get your guacamole ass up here," she said, walking back over to the bed. She waited a little longer and sighed when Rosario did not appear. She opened the door and walked downstairs to the maids' quarters. She opened the door to Rosario's room and gasped when she saw Rosario talking to the woman who had been at Barneys earlier. "What the hell are you doing here?" she demanded to know, as the other two women looked at her.