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"Um..actually I don't, let me go get the manager for you," Pacey said, as he started walking away towards the back of the restaurant.

"No!" Joey said.

"Okay..." Pacey replied, confusion taking over his features.

"No, I mean, I don't know if I want this job yet and I don't want to talk to the manager until I'm sure. I need to run it by a couple of people first," Joey explained.

"Oh, like the over protective boyfriend?" Pacey asked, smiling.

"Shut up," Joey snapped, "What do you know?"

"Wow, somebody's defensive," Pacey answered, chuckling softly to himself.

"Sorry," she apologized, "I'm just a little stressed out."

"Apparently," Pacey mumbled under his breath.

"Look, Can you just tell me where to get a form?" Joey requested.

"Yeah," Pacey said, "I'll go get one from the manager, Anything else I can get you?" he asked.

"No, that'd be all," she said, smiling at his sarcasm.

"Good," he replied as he walked towards the back of the restaurant.

Joey looked up at the stage and smiled. A man in his late 40s was up there, attempting to sing "Old Time Rock and Roll" by Bob Seger. He wasn't drunk, just having fun. She looked out to the people watching him. A girl, a little younger than her, was there, hiding her face in her hands. It was obviously her father and he was humiliating her. As the older man finished, he urged his daughter on the stage, she finally agreed and began singing a song Joey hadn't heard of, she had a good voice, different than all the other ones she had heard at this particular restaurant. She felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped, she turned around.

"Sorry, I got your form," Pacey told her.

"Oh, thanks," she said, patting his shoulder.

"No problem," he replied, "You were obviously deep in thought."

"What?" Joey said, once again snapping out of the trance his eyes had put on her.

"When I tapped you, you jumped like 5 feet out of your chair."

"Oh yeah, I was just listening to the singer," Joey replied. "That's my favorite part of working here. The karaoke bar," he explained.

"That's why I come here," Joey said as she chewed on her inner lip.

God, that was sexy. Why did she have to turn him on like that? "Have you ever sang up there?" Pacey asked.

"Nope."

"Why not? I mean, if you like it so much."

"Just can't work up the courage, I guess, what about you, can you get up there and sing?" Joey questioned.

"No," Pacey replied, "Nobody graced me with a voice."

"Nobody graced anyone else who goes up there and sings with a voice. It doesn't stop them," she told him.

"Persistent much?" he laughed.

"When I want to see something, yeah," she replied.

"And what would that be?" Pacey asked.

"You up there singing," she replied, giggling.

"I'll do it."

"You wouldn't," she replied, giving him a classic Joey half-smile.

"I would."

"Prove it," she dared.

"Fine," he countered as he handed her the form and walked over the karaoke stage, telling the man what he wanted to sing and hopping on the stage. Joey was grinning from ear to ear the whole time. Shocked, that he would actually go up there and sing on her simple request. The song started playing over the speakers, Ain't to Proud to Beg, by the Temptations. That was one of her favorite songs, weird how he picked it. He began singing, every note off key, she could tell he was doing it that way just to make her laugh and she was. Laughing uncontrollably to the point of tears almost streaming down her face. He was so cute, up there singing. He such a cute smile and his body...Oh my. For a second, she completely forgot about Brian. He would never get up there and sing like that. When Pacey was finished, he hopped off the stage, Joey clapped, he was blushing furiously.

"Very nice job," Joey complimented, laughing.

"Thank you," Pacey replied, "I better get back to work. Consider working here, it's fun."

"It has its pluses. Certain charms," Joey replied, her laughter finally dying down, but her smile permanently spread across her face.

"Are you hitting on me Joey?" Pacey asked.

"Absolutely not, I meant the karaoke and the wait staff seems nice enough. Except for this exceptionally annoying waiter, he tried to sing, but if he does it again, I definitely will not be considering this place as a possibility," Joey quipped.

"Ouch," Pacey replied, placing a hand over his chest. "See you later Pacey," Joey said as she headed out the restaurant.

"Bye Joey," he replied.

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"I know where I wanna work," Joey told Brian as she turned the stove on, to begin boiling water.

"Where?" Brian asked.

"At Marshalls. You know the place we went the other night," Joey answered.

"Oh," Brian replied, unenthusiastically.

"Well don't try and sound too excited," Joey said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry if I don't like that dickhead waiter," he said flatly.

"Why the hell do you care so much? It's not like I'm going to cheat on you," Joey asked him, "He's actually a real sweetheart."

"I'm glad you like him."

"Oh come on Brian, I really want to work there, you know how much I love it," she replied.

"I know.".

"So are you happy for me?"

"Yeah," he said, unconvincly.

"We're gonna have to work on that," Joey said as she started kissing him. Ain't To Proud to Beg playing in the back of her head.