A/N: I'm going to take the 'I don't like Myra' comments as compliments. :
) She's actually quiet tame compared to some other people that have rocked
PC in the past—or I think so at least. Yes, Jack and Jasmine are cute,
aren't they? We'll have to see how it pans out. Until next time—PCGirl.
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"So what weird craving do you have today?" laughed Rafe as they sat down at one of the tables at the Trinity.
"I think I want macaroni and cheese," she said staring at the menu.
"Well that's not too bad," he sighed.
"And a taco salad."
"What? Alison that so does not sound appetizing," he laughed again.
"Eddie wants the macaroni and cheese and Katie wants the taco salad. I'm not joking Rafe," she said as her voice became serious.
"I'm sure you aren't," he rolled his eyes as Jasmine came to get their order. "Hello. I think I'm going to get a bowl of the tomato soup."
"Oh, that sounds good too—so I'll have a bowl of soup, macaroni and cheese, and a taco salad," she smiled.
"So who is the soup for then?" he asked, fearing the answer.
"Me," she said putting her napkin in her lap.
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"Is that what you are wearing tonight?" asked Livvie as she walked in and saw Caleb sitting on the couch reading the newspaper.
"Wearing for what?"
"Dinner—with my dad and Cindy—I told you about it this morning. Is any of this ringing a bell?"
"I guess I was thinking about some other stuff."
"Such as Rafe and Myra?"
"Yeah, so I guess I'll have to back out. Sorry sweetie, you have a great time, ok?"
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"Mind if I join you two?" asked Jamal as he came in and slipped into one of the seats.
"Sure, if your stomach can stand watching her eat all of that," said Rafe as he watched Alison pick at her macaroni and cheese.
"I'm not that bad. I'm sure both of your moms had weird food cravings when they were pregnant. So where is Imani today?" she said looking around and not seeing her.
"Full moon."
"Mmm, gotcha," said Rafe as he blew on his soup before taking a taste of it.
"How is it?" asked Jasmine as she came over.
"Great," replied Rafe.
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"Come on Caleb, you are not getting out of this dinner that easily," she said sitting down on the couch next to him. "Let's talk about Myra—maybe it'll make you feel better if you tell me why she's such a threat to our existence."
"You want to know why she's a threat? Because she's a liar Olivia. And not just a person who fibs about stuff, but her lies have deadly consequences. Let's say there is an unsolved murder, she's going to tell the cops you did it—even if you were a hundred miles away from the crime scene. She will be able to tell all these exact details about it so they have no other choice but to believe you. Do you see how dangerous that can be?"
Livvie's mind flashed back to what she did to Alison with her father's supposed murder, "Yeah, I can see that now. So if she's so deadly then why did Rafe brush if off like it was nothing yesterday?"
"Maybe he wants to ignore the past with what she did to our families before, maybe he's faking it—I'm not sure, but I just hope that when we see who her real mark is this time then he'll be more inclined to work with me on it again."
"Well, if it has anything to do with Alison I know he will come running," she laughed as she got up and went to finish getting ready.
"I don't think Alison is her mark," he sighed when she had left the room.
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"Is everything ok with you? You seem out of it today," said Rafe as he got up and him and Jasmine went walking over to the bar, out of ear shot from Jamal and Alison.
"I got a call from Cassandra earlier, and now all my belongings are in my rental car in the parking lot."
"Uh oh—what'd she see?"
"The Port Charles Hotel—in flames. You know nothing major, just making me homeless for the time being," she said with sarcasm and then laughing at herself.
"I think I can fix that," he said bringing her back to the table. "Hey Angel, how would you like for us to have a new neighbor?"
"Sounds great. Who?"
"Jasmine."
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"Remind me again why you aren't going?" said Livvie as she put a scarf over her neck and grabbed her coat.
"Because this is time for you and your father to spend together, and to get to know Cindy better."
"I don't want to know Cindy better, and besides—you need to get to know her too," she said leaning down on the couch and giving him a kiss. "I guess I'm off," she said as the phone rang.
"Hello? Yeah, just a minute," said Caleb as he handed her the phone.
"Livvie here," she said talking into the phone.
"Livvie—hi—it's Lucy, I don't feel well," said Lucy as she began to fake a cough. "I don't think I can make it," she said through coughs again.
"Lucy, you are not sick, and you are not abandoning me with this woman."
"Her name is Cindy, dear," said Caleb as he read the newspaper while Livvie hit the back of it. "Hey now, don't yell at the poor sick woman either," he grinned over the edge.
"Lucy, please—I'm begging you. Anyways, I thought Christina was supposed to come also?"
"Well, that's what I wanted to ask you. Can you come by and pick her up? I'm going to go lie down now. Ta!" she said hanging up the phone.
"Ta yourself," she said looking at Caleb who was now laughing under his breath. "You would think this is funny," she huffed as she grabbed her purse and left.
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"So what weird craving do you have today?" laughed Rafe as they sat down at one of the tables at the Trinity.
"I think I want macaroni and cheese," she said staring at the menu.
"Well that's not too bad," he sighed.
"And a taco salad."
"What? Alison that so does not sound appetizing," he laughed again.
"Eddie wants the macaroni and cheese and Katie wants the taco salad. I'm not joking Rafe," she said as her voice became serious.
"I'm sure you aren't," he rolled his eyes as Jasmine came to get their order. "Hello. I think I'm going to get a bowl of the tomato soup."
"Oh, that sounds good too—so I'll have a bowl of soup, macaroni and cheese, and a taco salad," she smiled.
"So who is the soup for then?" he asked, fearing the answer.
"Me," she said putting her napkin in her lap.
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"Is that what you are wearing tonight?" asked Livvie as she walked in and saw Caleb sitting on the couch reading the newspaper.
"Wearing for what?"
"Dinner—with my dad and Cindy—I told you about it this morning. Is any of this ringing a bell?"
"I guess I was thinking about some other stuff."
"Such as Rafe and Myra?"
"Yeah, so I guess I'll have to back out. Sorry sweetie, you have a great time, ok?"
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"Mind if I join you two?" asked Jamal as he came in and slipped into one of the seats.
"Sure, if your stomach can stand watching her eat all of that," said Rafe as he watched Alison pick at her macaroni and cheese.
"I'm not that bad. I'm sure both of your moms had weird food cravings when they were pregnant. So where is Imani today?" she said looking around and not seeing her.
"Full moon."
"Mmm, gotcha," said Rafe as he blew on his soup before taking a taste of it.
"How is it?" asked Jasmine as she came over.
"Great," replied Rafe.
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"Come on Caleb, you are not getting out of this dinner that easily," she said sitting down on the couch next to him. "Let's talk about Myra—maybe it'll make you feel better if you tell me why she's such a threat to our existence."
"You want to know why she's a threat? Because she's a liar Olivia. And not just a person who fibs about stuff, but her lies have deadly consequences. Let's say there is an unsolved murder, she's going to tell the cops you did it—even if you were a hundred miles away from the crime scene. She will be able to tell all these exact details about it so they have no other choice but to believe you. Do you see how dangerous that can be?"
Livvie's mind flashed back to what she did to Alison with her father's supposed murder, "Yeah, I can see that now. So if she's so deadly then why did Rafe brush if off like it was nothing yesterday?"
"Maybe he wants to ignore the past with what she did to our families before, maybe he's faking it—I'm not sure, but I just hope that when we see who her real mark is this time then he'll be more inclined to work with me on it again."
"Well, if it has anything to do with Alison I know he will come running," she laughed as she got up and went to finish getting ready.
"I don't think Alison is her mark," he sighed when she had left the room.
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"Is everything ok with you? You seem out of it today," said Rafe as he got up and him and Jasmine went walking over to the bar, out of ear shot from Jamal and Alison.
"I got a call from Cassandra earlier, and now all my belongings are in my rental car in the parking lot."
"Uh oh—what'd she see?"
"The Port Charles Hotel—in flames. You know nothing major, just making me homeless for the time being," she said with sarcasm and then laughing at herself.
"I think I can fix that," he said bringing her back to the table. "Hey Angel, how would you like for us to have a new neighbor?"
"Sounds great. Who?"
"Jasmine."
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"Remind me again why you aren't going?" said Livvie as she put a scarf over her neck and grabbed her coat.
"Because this is time for you and your father to spend together, and to get to know Cindy better."
"I don't want to know Cindy better, and besides—you need to get to know her too," she said leaning down on the couch and giving him a kiss. "I guess I'm off," she said as the phone rang.
"Hello? Yeah, just a minute," said Caleb as he handed her the phone.
"Livvie here," she said talking into the phone.
"Livvie—hi—it's Lucy, I don't feel well," said Lucy as she began to fake a cough. "I don't think I can make it," she said through coughs again.
"Lucy, you are not sick, and you are not abandoning me with this woman."
"Her name is Cindy, dear," said Caleb as he read the newspaper while Livvie hit the back of it. "Hey now, don't yell at the poor sick woman either," he grinned over the edge.
"Lucy, please—I'm begging you. Anyways, I thought Christina was supposed to come also?"
"Well, that's what I wanted to ask you. Can you come by and pick her up? I'm going to go lie down now. Ta!" she said hanging up the phone.
"Ta yourself," she said looking at Caleb who was now laughing under his breath. "You would think this is funny," she huffed as she grabbed her purse and left.
