"So………….." Alex started laughing loudly inside at the absurdity of the situation. There she was with Goren, going to lunch, with a tag along.

"Jennifer is a fan of margharitas like you," Goren tried. Jennifer rolled her eyes. Oh my god, he's trying to make an effort to try and salvage something and you roll your eyes. BE NASTY to me – then I have a reason to be nasty to you! Eames pleaded silently.

"A cop like's margharita's?" Jennifer griped sulkily.

"I did but then I didn't." Alex replied. She looked ahead of her, focusing on the road.

"Really?" Goren asked surprised.

"Yeah I did like up until a couple minutes ago. It's a person association thing going on, you know? Attaching a person to an object – negative connotations, crazy huh!" she replied, making her eyes wide, as if she genuinely didn't understand. Goren didn't buy it – he looked down and smiled to himself– she noticed. I was never a good actress she thought.

She looked up at Jennifer's sour face – apparently she didn't get it, or if she did, she didn't appear to be bothered.

They arrived at a small diner, that made gorgeous bagels,where they frequently dined at. It wasn't The Ivy but it was a nice place. Goren went to open the door, when Jennifer cleared her throat.

"Can we help you?" Eames asked, expectantly.

"Yes, I thought we were going to, The…" Jennifer started.

"No, we're not -sorry," Eames smiled and scrunched her nose up. Goren blushed.

Jennifer looked shocked.

"But.. look at this place!" she argued. Eames looked around quickly.

"What's up with it?" she tried testily.

"Now, now, come on. I don't think the doorway to this place is an appropriate one to argue in, please I just one lunch." Goren said quietly but forcefully.

Eames looked down, like a child. Dammit, you're going a bit far Eames, calm down a bit. He knows what you're doing…I think...I hope………what if he doesn't and he thinks that im just being a bitch? Darn I wish I were a man sometimes- get inside his mind a little, but that wouldn't work because then my chances of going out with him, would be zilch, she argued with herself, her face scrunched up in deep thought.

"Eames?" Goren's voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked around and realised that she was still stood in the doorway of the diner and that Jennifer had apparently gone inside already.

"Yeah sorry," Eames said quietly, blushed, and hurried in.

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