First of all, as a couple of Authors Notes i would like to say a few things. I am placing a Disclaimer saying that i own none of the Characters in this Fan-Fic except Arella. This disclaimer will also apply to my other chapters too, so as not to confuse people. Secondly i am extrememly sorry about the long wait time between chapters, and this post isn't even a chapter in itself, it's more of a filler. I was going to add more, but i thought i would just make a post and finish cleaning up my ideas. So thank you for being patient.
"Bout damn time Mark! Geeze we thought that you got mugged on the street!" Roger joked when he saw Mark step through the door. He was half laughing; he knew something went on.
"Really Mark please don't scare us like that again. We were worried sick" Mimi pleaded. She sounded much more concerned than Roger, which was what Mark had expected.
"Yeah, sorry guys. I just decided to stay and listen for awhile considering I actually paid this time."
:"Bullshit, tell the truth."
"What?"
"Comon Mark your such a terrible liar and you know it. Did you at least get her information?" Roger seemed to know a lot about what happened for someone that wasn't even there.
"How the hell do you know what happened." Mark shot. It was unbelievable that Roger was already teasing him about someone Mark had met only a few minutes earlier.
"Well it wasn't really that hard to figure out. Apparently you were the only one NOT to notice that cute thing in the corner staring at you. We were going to give you a sign but we decided not to break the mood."
"When the hell did you all decide that? I was at the table the whole time!"
"Who said anything about a verbal agreement?" Roger was having the time of his life screwing with Mark like this. Mark felt so unbelievably ignorant, but he laughed with Roger as much as he could bear to.
"I guess I should be kicking myself in the face right now. But yes, I did get her information you'll be happy to hear I hope. She is a very polite and smart girl. We ended up talking for the past hour."
"Well are you…"
"Yes I am going to meet her again Roger, so don't even ask. I may have been a little ignorant today but I'm not about to let something like this pass me up." Mark took off his coat and his scarf and hung them up hastily. This whole situation was becoming a little uncomfortable for him. He assumed he would be able to keep this secret for awhile, like it would be his own little life away from the rest of his life, but it wasn't meant to be.
Roger planted himself firmly on the couch, and Mimi sat right there with him. Roger was staring quite intently at Mark. "So? We can't just be satisfied with that now can we? What was her name? Where does she live? What does she do, yatta yatta. You get the point."
"Yes I do but you really don't have to pressure me do you? I mean, I only met her a few minutes ago."
"Roger baby, maybe we should just wait til he wants to talk."
"Mimi, Mark's a big boy now. He can handle himself. He's toughened up enough being around me so much that telling us a little about his special someone won't hurt him."
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves just yet. I told you, we just met today!" Mark dodged. This was starting to make him uncomfortable and quite embarrassed all at the same time. But the fact of the matter was that Mark sincerely hoped that Arella WOULD be his special someone. Damn Roger. "Don't worry guys… I'll call her tomorrow if it'll make you stop pestering me now."
Roger gave a rough grin at Mark. "Yeah, actually it would."
