His glance at her made her stop in her tracks. Faramir seemed a loss. He gestured in the air half-heartedly. "Didn't you have a plan when you decided to ask me out?"
"Um... don't you have a car?" he asked lamely. "I saw you driving one..."
"Bro's." She rolled her eyes and flipped out her cell. "Be prepared for giggling," she commented, dialing her brother's cell number. "Éomer, I need a ride... with a cough friend..."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Shut up, Éomer!" Faramir shouted from the backseat of Éomer's SUT. He had regained his confidence after he had finally realized that he was going on the date after all. And it wasn't like he didn't know Éowyn's brother. Éomer and Boromir had been friends ever since they had met in sixth grade.
"Oh, never mind me," Éomer said. "It's just... HAHAHAHAHAHA I did bet Boromir that this was going to happen..." He looked back to see Faramir and Éowyn glaring at his back. "What?"
"You know what!" Éowyn screamed, pulling the seatbelt as far as it could go. Faramir covered his ears. Her hand was on her sword now. "Just shut up!"
"Jeez, ok Éowyn!" He jabbed the brake just in time to avoid smashing a red convertible, throwing Éowyn back into the seat. "C'mon, Faramir, please? Backup between guys!" Éomer looked to Faramir. He was engaged in his GameBoy Advance. "Faramir!" Éowyn hit the off switch.
"But I was about to catch Articuno!" he wailed. Éowyn rolled her eyes.
"Pokémon is lame. Get a new game, like The Raiders of Moria. Something with action."
Faramir put the GBA away. "I'm, like, horrible at those-" He was interrupted by Éomer slamming on the gas, making Éowyn bounce into his side. "Games. Ouch." She pulled back into her side of the car.
"Next time you get a car, get one that's smaller, has better gas mileage and doesn't make bumps seem like rollercoasters!" Éowyn complained.
"You were the one that wanted an ATV, Éowyn!" Éomer yelled back. He spun the wheel to the right and Éowyn flew to the other side of the car, landing neatly on Faramir. Faramir was surprised and slightly amused, Éowyn was fuming and jumped up as far as she could in a seatbelt and moved quickly over to her seat.
"Are we there yet?" she yelled.
"Uhhh... yeah." Faramir pointed out the tinted windows. A sign reading "Cinering – The Majestic 15" was in front of the movie theatre. "Finally."
Éowyn's seatbelt was already unbuckled.
"They are here."
"Gods, Faramir, this is boring," Éowyn munched her popcorn. "Why didn't we wait for the Evenstar Wars?"
"It is only one man."
Éowyn rolled her eyes. "Duh, what you think there's an army - yet? This is so predictable." She sipped some of her soda.
"Look, it's a movie, Éowyn !" Faramir exclaimed. "Chill!" He had been listening to her throughout the entire movie. And it was all complain, complain, complain. Maybe coming to this movie wasn't a good idea...
"No, they are here." The camera zoomed out and both saw the whole army standing behind the dunes.
"Told ya." Éowyn took another sip of her soda. "Next time, let's go to something that isn't a Gladiator remake. Like Nazgulman Begins or something. Or Frodo and the Ring Factory. Or something with girls that don't just sit around and get felt up by idiots with weird accents and mustaches that make them look like corsairs."
Faramir was getting annoyed. "Ok, next time, you pick the movie. But be quiet because some people actually like it!" He swigged a mouthful of beer he had smuggled in. "C'mon, there's gonna be a battle."
"In which the girl has less to do with it than Helen of Troy."
"If you hadn't noticed, Éowyn, Helen was the whole reason for the war," Faramir informed her.
"Which is ridiculous that Helen didn't just get a divorce and marry Paris. Then there wouldn't have been a war. No, she had to run off with him and hide in his tower. And watch his bro get killed. And eventually get dragged off herself." Éowyn smiled. "So the whole reason for the war was really stupid."
"Shut up!" Several people in the row below were frowning at them.
"Sorry, sorry..." Faramir said. "Éowyn. Shut up."
She brushed some crumbs from her shirt. "Whatever." She was silent for the rest of the movie.
As they exited, she began again. "That was lame. Why didn't they just call it Crusade, like they were going to do. It would have been easier to write. And why go to the trouble of casting Orlando Niphrendil if he sucks anyway. And who has a name like Orlando anyway. Jeez. Let's get pizza." A couple walking out of the theater stared at her.
"Look, we'll see Evenstar Wars. Okay?" Faramir pulled some hair out of his face. "When it comes out."
"No way, dude. We're friends, only. I'll find someone else to see it with. There's a cute Ranger... Aragorn or something. Maybe I'll see it with him." She smiled coyly. "Or I'll see it with your brother."
"WHAT! Boro...boro...mir...boro..." Faramir stuttered, blushing. "He's... too OLD! I mean...like," He noticed Éowyn laughing heartily. "What? Sounds like something you'd do!"
"Not hardly. Éomer would kill. Literally. Let's get pizza." She dragged him towards the pizza parlor. "Just because I'm not going out with you doesn't mean I'm not hungry. Hurry up."
He had never hated skater girls more than now.
"I'd like a medium cheese, please, and a Coke." Éowyn ordered her food. As the mini-tunic wearing waitress ran off, she yelled at her back, "Thank you! Now, what were we talking about?"
"Why the Evenstar Wars have gone down ever since the third one." Faramir was already bored. Éowyn hadn't been able to talk about anything else but the Evenstar Wars after they had left. He wasn't much of a fan.
Éowyn rolled her eyes and frowned, "Look, it's the sixth one. Not the third. Third made." She looked over at the waitress running over again with her Coke. "Thanks." She took a sip.
"You be wanting anything, sir?" The what seemed to be half-Easterling waitress asked Faramir. "Coke, to match with your girlfriend?" Éowyn coughed loudly. She took it as a cue to shut up. "Um, anything, sir?"
"Nah. Thank you anyway." Faramir waved the waitress away.
Éowyn smiled. "You're so polite and all. It's funny."
"What I think is funny is that you guys are actually sitting together, talking to each other." They both looked up to see Aragorn and Arwen. "I never thought you'd go for him, Éowyn . Nice pick." Éowyn's eyes bulged. She glanced from Aragorn to Faramir to Arwen.
"It's not what you think!" she exclaimed, pushing her chair away from the table. Blushing furiously, she tried to smile. "Faramir wanted to, um, wait for our brothers here. We like to all go get pizza together. Yeah." She looked at Aragorn and at Arwen and motioned questioningly at Arwen. Arwen nodded, and Éowyn coughed. "Faramir was just about to leave, weren't you?"
"Uh, actually, I'm waiting for the bus." Faramir was blushing now, and staring from Éowyn to Aragorn. Aragorn looked confused and was staring at everyone. Arwen just stood there in her capris and smiled. Éowyn yawned.
"I'm sorry, that movie put me to sleep. I need to go home now, but actually," she turned to Aragorn. "I was wondering, where do you get your sword polished? My needs a decent rub down." Éowyn smiled sweetly at him.
Aragorn looked sideways at Arwen, but then smiled back and said, "I'll show you sometime. It's a nice place. Right here in Tirith Town." They smiled at eacho other really widely. Faramir made a sound like a growl and Arwen looked like her head was going to fall off from twisting it back and forth between Aragorn and Éowyn. Éowyn put a hand on Arwen's head and stopped smiling.
"Quit it," she commanded.
"Pizza's ready!" The waitress came sailing in again, dropping a pizza onto the table. She winked at Aragorn and admired his Gondorian Idiot album shirt for about .3 seconds, then ran off to avoid the wrath of the teenage girls. Faramir had out his GameBoy.
"Take THAT!" he yelled. "And... THAT! Haha! You suck, Lance," he said to the mini picture of a trainer on his screen. He laughed a bit manically. Aragorn stared, Éowyn looked in another direction and Arwen put a eyebrow up. Éowyn reached over and shut the GameBoy off.
"Look," she said, her face and blonde hair filling his vision, "if you expect to actually get girls, don't play games while you're on a date. Just a comment." She pulled back, and turned to Arwen. "Do ya want me to stay with you, cause otherwise I'll leave." She smiled delicately at Aragorn.
Arwen looked at them oddly. "Uh, we won't hold you up. See ya later. Faramir, want pizza with us?"
"Nah," he said. "I'll stick around for the one Éowyn ordered." He fiddled with a red napkin on the table, silently dejected. "See ya'll later." After the others walked away, he hung his head. So much for a great date.