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Literate and stylish
Kissable and quiet
That's what girls'
Dreams are made of
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That night, Darryl and Janna set Prue up on a blind date with a friend of theirs. "He's a detective, and he's a great guy." Darryl assured her. Still, Prue was more than a little apprehensive.
He picked her up at 8:00 sharp, the exact time that Darryl had told her. This was a good start, as Prue was a stickler for puncutality.
She ran downstairs when she heard the doorbell ring, wearing a black sleeveless dress and strappy high-heeled shoes. Andy had always liked her in this dress. For luck, Prue also wore the ring, which fit her finger perfectly now after years of being forgotten in a box of photos.
Checking herself nervously in the hall mirror one last time, Prue put on a scared smile when she opened the door.
"Hi, are you Prue?" asked the tall, good-looking man on the porch. "I'm Whitaker Berman. Darryl set us up.."
"Hi." Prue said, her smile becoming more genuine. "Prue Halliwell."
"These are for you." he said, handing her the small bouquet of flowers he'd brought.
"Wow, thanks. I'll, um, I'll go put these in water. Come on in." Prue stammered.
Whit stood in the foyer while Prue found a vase for the flowers. Leaving them in the kitchen, she grabbed her purse and a sweater and went back out to him. "So, shall we?"
Whit was the perfect gentleman. He even opened the car door for her, and displayed only the best manners. Prue began to relax.
"Darryl and Janna asked us to meet them at a nightclub called The Spot." Whit said. "Have you ever been there?"
"A few times." Prue answered. "It's actually a pretty great place. It has a lot of potential, but it keeps coming under new management. Nobody's really had it long enough to really develop the place."
"It's a pity." Whit agreed. "I've been there a couple times myself, and you're right, the place itself could be phenomenal."
They fell into silence for a moment.
"So, what have Darryl and Janna told you about me?" Whit asked.
"Not much." Prue admitted. "They told me that you're a detective, and that you're a great guy. So far I believe them."
Whit turned briefly to smile at her, but then thanked her for the compliment and put his eyes back onto the road.
"What have they told you about me?" she inquired after a minute.
"Not too much more than they told you about me. They said you worked at an auction house, and that you're beautiful, and smart, and that you've got an amazing personality, and I agree with them on all three points, by the way."
Prue blushed and looked down at her hands, smiling.
"They also told me that Darryl kind of bullied you into this." he continued.
Prue shrugged, embarassed. "Well... sort of. I just got out of a serious relationship a few months ago, and I wasn't really sure if I was ready to date again, but you know Darryl..."
"Indeed I do." Whit agreed. "And can I make a confession? I haven't dated in a long time. Since my divorce, which was about a year ago. Janna's the one who talked me into this. They're quite a pair aren't they?"
Prue laughed. "I cannot believe they put this all together in less than a day."
"Believe it." Whit answered, smiling. "They're fast, and they're pushy."
They pulled up to the parking lot of The Spot, and Whit opened Prue's door for her. "Shall we go thank them?" he asked, extending his arm to help Prue out of the car in a gentlemanly fashion.
Prue gladly put her hand in his. "Let's."
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A/N: How was that for Prue's first post-Andy date? There will be a few more of these in the coming chapters, but I'll get to the Piper/Leo stuff in a chapter or two. Just hang in there, mmkay?
A/N2: The reviews seem to be lacking lately. I really need feedback, people. I'm not updating until I get some. And I mean it this time...
A/N3: While I'm on the subject of reviews, please r&r my other fics. I'm feeling really inspirationally-challenged at the moment, particularly because my other fics haven't really gotten much response, and I've lost interest due to lack of feedback. I've got a bunch of unfinished fics, and it would be so much easier to finish them if I knew people were interested, and yeah. Okay, I'm done bitching about it. For now.
~from the song "Timberwolves At New Jersey" by Taking Back Sunday~
Literate and stylish
Kissable and quiet
That's what girls'
Dreams are made of
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That night, Darryl and Janna set Prue up on a blind date with a friend of theirs. "He's a detective, and he's a great guy." Darryl assured her. Still, Prue was more than a little apprehensive.
He picked her up at 8:00 sharp, the exact time that Darryl had told her. This was a good start, as Prue was a stickler for puncutality.
She ran downstairs when she heard the doorbell ring, wearing a black sleeveless dress and strappy high-heeled shoes. Andy had always liked her in this dress. For luck, Prue also wore the ring, which fit her finger perfectly now after years of being forgotten in a box of photos.
Checking herself nervously in the hall mirror one last time, Prue put on a scared smile when she opened the door.
"Hi, are you Prue?" asked the tall, good-looking man on the porch. "I'm Whitaker Berman. Darryl set us up.."
"Hi." Prue said, her smile becoming more genuine. "Prue Halliwell."
"These are for you." he said, handing her the small bouquet of flowers he'd brought.
"Wow, thanks. I'll, um, I'll go put these in water. Come on in." Prue stammered.
Whit stood in the foyer while Prue found a vase for the flowers. Leaving them in the kitchen, she grabbed her purse and a sweater and went back out to him. "So, shall we?"
Whit was the perfect gentleman. He even opened the car door for her, and displayed only the best manners. Prue began to relax.
"Darryl and Janna asked us to meet them at a nightclub called The Spot." Whit said. "Have you ever been there?"
"A few times." Prue answered. "It's actually a pretty great place. It has a lot of potential, but it keeps coming under new management. Nobody's really had it long enough to really develop the place."
"It's a pity." Whit agreed. "I've been there a couple times myself, and you're right, the place itself could be phenomenal."
They fell into silence for a moment.
"So, what have Darryl and Janna told you about me?" Whit asked.
"Not much." Prue admitted. "They told me that you're a detective, and that you're a great guy. So far I believe them."
Whit turned briefly to smile at her, but then thanked her for the compliment and put his eyes back onto the road.
"What have they told you about me?" she inquired after a minute.
"Not too much more than they told you about me. They said you worked at an auction house, and that you're beautiful, and smart, and that you've got an amazing personality, and I agree with them on all three points, by the way."
Prue blushed and looked down at her hands, smiling.
"They also told me that Darryl kind of bullied you into this." he continued.
Prue shrugged, embarassed. "Well... sort of. I just got out of a serious relationship a few months ago, and I wasn't really sure if I was ready to date again, but you know Darryl..."
"Indeed I do." Whit agreed. "And can I make a confession? I haven't dated in a long time. Since my divorce, which was about a year ago. Janna's the one who talked me into this. They're quite a pair aren't they?"
Prue laughed. "I cannot believe they put this all together in less than a day."
"Believe it." Whit answered, smiling. "They're fast, and they're pushy."
They pulled up to the parking lot of The Spot, and Whit opened Prue's door for her. "Shall we go thank them?" he asked, extending his arm to help Prue out of the car in a gentlemanly fashion.
Prue gladly put her hand in his. "Let's."
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A/N: How was that for Prue's first post-Andy date? There will be a few more of these in the coming chapters, but I'll get to the Piper/Leo stuff in a chapter or two. Just hang in there, mmkay?
A/N2: The reviews seem to be lacking lately. I really need feedback, people. I'm not updating until I get some. And I mean it this time...
A/N3: While I'm on the subject of reviews, please r&r my other fics. I'm feeling really inspirationally-challenged at the moment, particularly because my other fics haven't really gotten much response, and I've lost interest due to lack of feedback. I've got a bunch of unfinished fics, and it would be so much easier to finish them if I knew people were interested, and yeah. Okay, I'm done bitching about it. For now.
~from the song "Timberwolves At New Jersey" by Taking Back Sunday~