Gordo was tired, no that's not totally one hundred percent accurate. To be totally honest he was freaking exhausted. And to make matters even more fun was the fact that he still had a party to go to tonight. And what was the reason he was so exhausted you might ask. Well it had to do with the fact of his old friend Miranda Sanchez. Once it was determined that she was going to the party with him his friend than proceeded to drag him to every store in a forty block radius of downtown Manhattan. They had spent a few hours on a quest to find the perfect evening gown and after about hundred gowns later they had found it. A very lovely black split up one leg sexier than hell gown.One that Miranda filled out very nicely Gordo had to admit.

Oh yeah let's also not forget about the million pair of high heal shoes that Miranda tried on, thought Gordo shaking his head.

It had been a few years since he had gone on a shopping spree with Miranda and/or Lizzie and he had forgotten how tiring those said shopping sprees could be.

The only funny part to all of this was when Miranda had almost hyperventilated when she saw how much the gown and shoes were going to cost.But that was when Gordo told her to just relax and went to pay for it all. Miranda had at first started to protest this but as he signed the receipt for the purchase Gordo calmly told her to be quiet. She was doing him a favor by accompanying him to the party so he was paying her back by buying her the gown and shoes.

Luckily now for Gordo the pair were now standing in the hair and makeup section of Gordo's New York office building. Gordo had called and warned the people here ahead of time and they were now ready to make Miranda up for the party. And hopefully Gordo would have some time to sit down and relax his aching feet.

"Miranda I'd like for you to meet Jean-Luc" said Gordo as he looked back and forth between his childhood friend and the man standing in the room with them "He's in charge here and is also the best hair and makeup man in the whole New York City theater market."

Miranda stared at the tall thin man standing in front of her. He looked to be around the age of forty something or other.Miranda offered ,the man who was going to make her look good for Gordo's party,her hand.

"Pleased to meet you sir."

But to Miranda surprise the man ignored her offered hand and than started walking around and around her given her the once over. After about two orbits around Miranda Jean-Luc stopped and slowly started shaking his head and making disapproving tisk tisk sounds with his tongue.

"So David," asked Jean-Luc still shaking his head and talking with an accent that Miranda believed to be French "This is the young lady your expecting me to work my miracle on?"

"MIRACLE! NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME YOU SNAIL EATING BERET WEARING MORON!" seethed Miranda shouting at the man who she believed had just insulted her "I maybe twenty-six years old now and the mother of a beautiful four year old girl but I'm STILL very much hot!"

"Miranda" said Gordo smiling as he put his hands on his friends shoulder turning her to face him.Gordo smile got even bigger as he saw the way Miranda anger got even worse when she saw the mirth that was spread all over his face "No one here is debating your hotness. The miracle that Jean-Luc was talking about was how he has to get you ready for the party in the short amount of time that was given to him."

"Oh" said Miranda a little embarrassed and turning back to Jean-Luc "I'm sorry for yelling at you like that, sir."

"Oh please" said Jean-Luc rolling his eyes at Miranda "Sweetheart I've had the great 'pleasure' to work my magic on Jennifer Lopez." Gordo and Miranda both started smiling at how Jean-Luc used his hands to make air quotes when he said the word pleasure "So that little fit you just threw is nothing compared to what that prima dona can do when she doesn't get her way. So don't give it a second thought ok."

"Ok" said Miranda.

"Now let's get started" said Jean-Luc as he walked behind Miranda and started running his hand over her hair "Sweetheart you must tell your friend Jean-Luc here just WHAT have you been putting in your hair to clean it?"

Even though Miranda was feeling a little weird over the fact that a man that she had just met was now running his hands through her hair she still answered his guestion."Uhhh shampoo."

"Shampoo" said Jean-Luc shaking his head and repeating the word like it was some four letter profanity word.

"Uh yeah," said Miranda "And sometimes I use some conditioners.

"And where might I ask do you get those shampoos and conditioners?" asked Jean-Luc dropping Miranda hair back down and walking around to face her.

"Uhhh from the corner market on my block."

"Generic shampoo and conditioner" said Jean-Luc shivering in disgust" I see that I have my work cut out for me."

"DELORES! PHOBIE! ALLISON!" Jean-Luc yelled loudly while clapping his hands.

Miranda watched as three women came running from three different directions. All three women skidded to a halt in front of Jean-Luc.

"Phobie I want for you to take Ms.Sanchez's here to the back.I want you to wash and condition her hair. I also want for you to use my own personal supply of French Lavender number eight to do it."

"Yes sir." said Phobie.

"Allison while Phobie is doing that I want you to get your stuff together so you can work your manicure and pedicure skills on these nails." said Jean-Luc holding Miranda hand up for Allison to see.

"My god young lady do you chew on your nails everyday or something?" Jean-Luc asked once again tisking Miranda with his tongue as he gave Miranda finger nails the once over.

"I'll have you know I take good care of my......."

"Delores" said Jean-Luc interrupting Miranda as he took her face into his hands and turned it up to face the ceiling "When they get done with her I'm going to work on cutting her hair. When I'm finished I want for you to grab those brushes of yours and do something about these dark bags that she has under her eyes."

"Yes sir" said Delores nodding her head.

"Also see if you can't do something with these small wrinkles that she has forming around her eyes as well." said Jean-Luc.

"Hey I don't have any.........!" Miranda started to shout but was cut off again by Jean-Luc.

"Well, why are you ladies still standing around?! " shouted Jean-Luc clapping his hands loudly "We don't have all day! Let's get to work!"

The three women jumped to it by grabbing Miranda and ushering her across the room and through the doors to the back of the salon.

"And you mister," said Jean-Luc turning to look at Gordo and pointing toward the door "You go to your office, get all that manly getting ready stuff of yours done. That way when she's done you can take that beautiful girlfriend of yours to the grand ball."

"She's not my girlfriend,Jean-Luc." said Gordo starting to protest "She's just a friend."

"Uh huh" said Jean-Luc smiling "Why don't you try telling your old pal Jean-Luc that lie again.And this time you might want to stop drooling when she's in the same room as you are.That might make your lie sound a little more convincing."

"I don't drool."said Gordo"And besides I'm telling you Jean-Luc, Miranda and I are just friends."

Oh boy I hope that didn't sound as fake outloud as it did in my head, thought Gordo.

"Well your "friend" should be done and ready to go in about two hours." said Jean-Luc in a voice that clearly said that he didn't believe a word Gordo had said "So you get out of here mister and come back in about two hours."

TWO HOURS LATER

"David" said Jean-Luc as he walked back into the lobby and up to where Gordo was sitting down in a chair.

"Hold on a second." said Gordo not looking up from where he had his head buried in Redbook and using a pen to make a mark in the magazine "I'm almost finished taking this survey on whether I'm a hot lover in bed or a cold fish."

"And just how well are you doing with that?" asked Jean-Luc with an eyebrow raised.

"None of your business." said Gordo chunking the magazine down on the coffee table in front of him.

"That bad huh?" smirked Jean-Luc.

"Shut up" said Gordo standing up and looking up at his friend.

"Ok." said Jean-Luc turning serious and walking up to stand in front of the door that lead back to his work area "It is now with great pleasure that I introduce to you David your date for this evening. The new and improved, Miss Miranda Sanchez."

Miranda came through the door hesitantly.She was extremlly nervous over what Gordo was going to think about her and her new look.

Miranda needed not to worry for Gordo was so stunned that he could only stand there and stare at her. After a second or two of silence Jean-Luc elbowed Gordo in the side to snap him out of the trance he seemed to be in.

"Well, what do you think of her?" asked Jean-Luc.

Gordo still a little stunned at how gorgeous Miranda was could only mange to get four words out of his mouth.

"Miranda you look beautiful."

"You really think so?" asked Miranda feeling a little embarrassed at the way Gordo was staring at her.

"Oh yeah I really think so." said Gordo nodding.

"Thank you,Gordo" said Miranda now fully blushing from the compliments Gordo was paying her.

"You look very handsome yourself." said Miranda looking at and liking the way Gordo looked in his suit.

"Thanks Rand" said Gordo smiling.

"Well don't you two have someplace your supposed to be here soon?" asked Jean-Luc looking at his watch.(A Rolex of course )

"Oh yeah" said Gordo and than walked over to Miranda offering her his hand "Miranda would you allow me the honor of escorting you to the party?"

"Why of course kind sir." said Miranda giving Gordo a small curtsey and than taking his hand and letting him lead her out.

Jean-Luc watched as Miranda and Gordo walked out together arm and arm "Those two are just so cute together." said Jean-Luc taken a handkerchief out of his pocket and using it to wipe the moisture out of his eyes.