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"Dude, this sucks!" Chris exclaimed while running his hand thru his hair. As much fun as they had had at the grocery store, he couldn't believe that #1 they didn't know who he was and # 2 they actually kicked him and Jay both out of the store.
"I know, I can't believe that they actually kicked us out of the grocery store," Jay said with a grim look on his face. While they had had a total blast racing around the store, Jay couldn't help but be embarrassed when the store manager not so politely asked them to leave.
He groaned mentally as he imagined telling Trish what had happened. This was the grocery store that he did all of his shopping at or at least the one that he used to go to. He wasn't sure if they would let him back in again. He looked out the car window noticing Benoit coming out with the grocery cart. "Great, there he is!"
Benoit pushed the cart to the car with a very pissed off look on his face. It wasn't enough that they raced the carts around the store. It wasn't enough that Jay took out the cereal display. It still wasn't enough when Chris took out the cheese display in the freezer isle. It wasn't until they crashed into the store manager's mother's grocery cart that the two idiots that he considered his closest friends got kicked out of the grocery store.
Benoit shook his head as he reached the car. He wasn't embarrassed, just aggravated. He knew they were just two big kids but he didn't realize how much of that they were until today. All he knew is that if this was how his weekend was going to be, he damn sure wasn't going to be bored.
"Hey guys, I hope I got everything," Benoit said as he pulled up to the car. He stood there watching them just looking at him. "Guys, I went and got the stuff. The least that you could do is load the car."
Jay looked at Chris and shrugged his shoulders. "He's got a point."
"Ok Junior, let's get at it," Chris said opening the car door while Jay did the same on his side. They quickly raced over to the cart and started arguing immediately on where to put the groceries in the car.
Benoit stood there, shook his head, and smiled. He knew his weekend could only get better. There was never a dull moment with those two. The only thing was, he had no idea what he was in store for, no idea at all.
Stephanie smiled as she watched Trish fix Lillian's makeup. They had officially turned the weekend into a slumber party for the girls. They had also had quite a few margaritas in them so every few minutes there was giggling for no reason.
"A little more there and done," Trish exclaimed as she looked over her work. She scrunched her nose as if deciding whether she liked the look on Lillian. Finally she smiled. "Take a look."
Lillian smiled as she looked in the mirror. Trish had used some of her own make up on her and while Lillian hesitated for a moment at the beginning, she was glad she let her have her way. The pink eye shadow looked girly and the blush was just the right shade for her skin tone.
"Well, what do you think?" Stephanie asked with a smile.
"I think it looks great," Lillian said with a smile. She turned to look at Trish. "I want to know the makers and the shades of this makeup. I never knew that that shade of pink would look so good on me."
Trish blew on her fingernails and rubbed them on her shirt arrogantly. She smirked at Lillian before speaking. "I'm just that damn good."
Stephanie groaned and rolled eyes. "Jeez Trish, could you please find somebody else to rip off other than Hunter?"
Trish giggled and put her arm around Stephanie's shoulder. She hugged her for a second before speaking again. "You know Steph, who else would be more fun to rip off than Hunter?"
"It's true, it's damn true," Stephanie said with a smirk.
"Oh great, now we're ripping off Kurt," Trish said rolling her eyes.
"I would rather rip off Kurt than even speak Hunter's name," Stephanie said with a shiver running down her spine. She didn't know what it was about that man but he sure did give her the willies and not in a good way.
Trish noticed the shook up look on Stephanie's face and mentally chastised herself. Stephanie had never really cared much for Hunter. Then again, nobody really did with that huge nose and all. "Eww, let's just change the subject all together. I keep seeing that enormous nose in my mind and let's be totally honest here, that's is so NOT appealing."
"Isn't that the biggest nose that you have ever seen?" Lillian said with a giggle. "I mean, he could literally poke somebody's eye out with that monstrosity of a nose."
"Now, Lillian, I didn't think you noticed stuff like that," Stephanie said with an amused look on her face.
"You would be surprised at what I notice," Lillian said with a knowing look on her face.
"Ok girl, you can't make a comment like that and not explain," Trish said with an interested look on her face. "So go head, tell us what you mean by that."
"Ok, I won't name names but there are several of the guys who stuff the front of their trunks," Lillian said with a slight blush on her face. "Now, the only reason I know this is that I have the best seat in the house. Besides, you can tell which ones are real and which ones are enhanced."
"Oh my stars!" Stephanie exclaimed with an excited look on her face. "You've got to give us names! We must have the names!"
"No, I'm not going there. Just start paying a little bit more attention on the monitors and you'll know," Lillian said with a wink.
"Well, I don't know about you guys but I'm starving. I hope the guys get back soon," Trish said with a grimace on her face. "You know how cranky I get when I'm hungry."
"Yeah and from the look on your face, I daresay that you could probably eat the ass out of cow right now," Stephanie said with a smirk on her face.
"Eww, can you say gross?" Trish said rolling her eyes. "I wonder what's taking the guys so long."
"I don't know but I'm with you, I'm starving," Stephanie said with a grim look on her face. "Don't you have anything that we could snack on?"
"Yeah, come on," Trish said jumping up from the couch and heading into the kitchen.
Stephanie and Lillian looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. They then got up and followed her into the kitchen. She was standing on her little step getting stuff out of the higher cabinets.
"Ok, we've got Doritos, Cheetos, and I've got some popcorn that I can pop," Trish said with a grim look on her face. She hopped off of the stool and shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry girls, no girly snacks."
"Oh well, anything is better than nothing," Stephanie said opening the bag of Doritos. She started munching on a chip when the front door opened.
"Lucy, I'm home," Jay said in a horrible Desi Arnaz imitation.
Stephanie and Trish's heart started beating with excitement. They knew that Benoit was with the guys but Lillian didn't. They turned and winked at Lillian. "Ok Ricky! I'm coming," Trish hollered back in an even worse attempt at a Lucy imitation.
Lillian started to walk out to help when Stephanie stopped her. "Why don't you and I stay in here and help put the stuff up? The manly men can bring it in."
"Sure," Lillian said with a puzzled look on her face. "Whatever you want me to do."
Trish rubbed her hands in excitement. She could hardly wait to see Benoit's face when he saw Lillian in the kitchen. She rushed out of the kitchen and straight into Jay.
"Baby, I know that you have a hard time keep your hands off of my sexy body but we do have guests so please, try to refrain yourself," Jay said with a smirk.
"Ha-ha," Trish said while swatting him on the shoulder. She took one look at Chris's face and knew immediately that something had happened. She put her hands on her hips and started tapping her foot."Ok, what did you two do now?"
Chris and Jay looked at each other and then back at Trish with puppy dog eyes. She knew then that whatever it was, it wasn't good.
"It really wasn't our fault. If that lady hadn't of jerked her shopping cart in front of us, it wouldn't have happened," Jay said with a smug look on his face.
"He's right, it was totally not our fault," Chris said with a smug look on his own.
Suddenly Benoit dropped the bags that he was carrying. He walked over to them with an incredulous look on his face. "Let me get this straight, you two get thrown out of the grocery store but it wasn't your fault."
"Oh no, what did you do?" Trish said with a groan.
"I'll be more than happy to tell you what they did," Benoit said giving them one of his more serious looks. They immediately looked ashamed and dropped their heads. "Frick and Frack first argued over who was going to push the buggy. Me, thinking I was the smart one, just made each one of them take one."
"Oh no, they didn't? Tell me they didn't race the carts around the store," Trish said rubbing her temples. She was starting to get a headache already.
"Oh yeah, they did. After they knocked over a cereal display and a cheese display, I just knew they were going to be kicked out but surprisingly it took them crashing their carts into a little old lady before they finally got booted out," Benoit said with a grim look on his face. He turned to Chris and Jay. "You're lucky that you didn't hurt that woman."
"Look, it was her own fault. She should have heard us coming," Jay said defensively.
"Yeah, besides, we were just having fun. Nobody got hurt," Chris said.
"I can't believe that you two did that," Trish said with an angry look on her face. "Go get the grill started. I don't want to see you two right now." She turned to look at Benoit. "Would you mind bringing that stuff into the kitchen?"
"Sure thing," Benoit said with a small smile. As he picked up the groceries, he couldn't help but send a smug grin over to the guys. "Just wait until Stephanie finds out." Hearing Chris groan was like music to his ears. "Don't worry, I'll tell her. You had better go on outside now before Trish comes back." He then started walking towards the kitchen.
"Dude, that totally sucks," Jay said. He let out a deep breath and shook his head. "Come on, the sooner we get the grill started, the sooner we can eat."
Randy Orton sat on the plane looking out the window. There were so many things going thru his mind at the moment but Dave was the main one. His best friend needed his help and he had to help him. Hunter was going too far this time.
It was one thing to have the hots for the boss's daughter but to kidnap her? He shuddered at the thought. Some things were just wrong and that was totally wrong. He also was mildly surprised thatVince was involved. Vince was not a conventional dad anyway but still to approve of kidnapping his own daughter? He shook his head over that one. It didn't make sense.
Why would Vince want to do that to his only daughter? What was the point? Was it revenge for her finding a way back onto Raw? Was it the fact that it wasn't his idea? He didn't know. He had way too many questions and not enough answers.
Hopefully, Chris and Stephanie would listen to him. He had to find a way for them to listen and believe him. He didn't have anything to lose by helping Dave. Dave was the only true friend that he had and he would be damned before he would let him down.
Trish walked into the kitchen trying hard to maintain her temper. Stephanie knew something was wrong the second she walked into the kitchen. "What's wrong?"
"Hold on, I'll let Benoit tell you," Trish said completely forgetting the fact that this whole weekend was about Benoit and Lillian. "Our guys had a really good time at the grocery store."
"Oh no, don't tell me that they were racing carts again," Stephanie said with a moan.
"Ok, we won't," Benoit said with an amused look on his face. He looked at Trish and asked. "Where do you want these?"
"Just set them down on the table," Trish said waving her hand.
Lillian quietly walked over to the table and started help Benoit take the groceries out. He didn't see her when he first walked into the kitchen because she had ran to the bathroom to check her makeup. Upon hearing him in the kitchen, she could hardly wait to see him.
Benoit noticed the fingernails on Trish and shook his head. Trish didn't have long fingernails. He then looked into the eyes of one Lillian Garcia and felt like he was drowning. She had the most mesmorizing eyes that he had ever seen. She smiled a small smile and said, "Hey Benoit, how's it going?"
"I'm doing pretty good Lillian, how about you?" Benoit asked with an amused look on his face. He turned to look at Stephanie and Trish. They gave him the most innocent looks in the world and he had to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Lillian asked a little worried. One minute he looked really happy to see her and the next he was laughing.
"Nothing, just something Chris and Jay said earlier that now makes sense," Benoit said never taking his eyes off of Stephanie or Trish. "Funny, I didn't think you two would do that and I took up for you. Imagine that."
"Ok, I'm lost here, somebody fill me in," Lillian said with a questioning look on her face. "Please?"
Benoit took a deep breath and smiled at Lillian. "It's nothing really. Just them two being themselves. Actually, would you mind if I had just a few minutes alone with them?"
"No, not at all," Lillian said with a surprised look on her face. "I'll just go into the other room." Lillian turned and walked out of the kitchen feeling as though she had really missed something.
Benoit turned his head and slowly walked over to Trish and Stephanie who was currently looking like two children that had gotten their hands caught in the cookie jar. He leaned against the counter and folded his arms in front of him. "Ok girls, I'm waiting."
Stephanie looked at Trish who had elbowed her in the side. She gave her a mean look but then quickly turned on the charm as she looked at Benoit. "Waiting on what?"
Benoit shook his head. He unfolded his arms and stood in front of the both of them with a very serious look on his face. "First off, why is Lillian here? Secondly, why didn't either of you tell anybody that she was coming? Thirdly, are you two trying to set me up?"
Stephanie immediately looked down at the floor trying to figure a way out of this mess. Technically, it wasn't her idea and a light bulb went off in her head. She popped Trish on the shoulder. "I told you it wouldn't work."
"What do you mean 'you told me'? You didn't tell me anything! This was all my idea," Trish said noting the look of satisfaction on Stephanie's face. "Oh, I'm so going to get you for that!"
"Promises, promises," Stephanie said patting Trish on the cheek. She turned to look at Benoit. "Since it was her idea, I'm going to let her do all the explaining. Excuse me while I go check on Lillian." With that, Stephanie smirked at Trish and left her to face the Rabid Wolverine alone.
Trish looked at Benoit's face and swallowed the lump in her throat. "I know this looks bad but I can explain."
"I'm waiting," Benoit said with a bored look on his face.
"Ok, well, ok, you know how you are always hanging out with us, right? Well, I just thought that you felt like the third wheel and wanted to fix it," Trish said.
Benoit stood there for a minute contemplating what she had said. He looked at her and said, "So you think I'm a third wheel?"
"No, that's not what I'm saying," Trish said rubbing her temples. "Stephanie! Get in here please!"
Stephanie heard Trish and had to laugh. She looked at Lillian and smiled. "Everything is going to be ok. Trish has gotten herself into another one of her famous messes and I, being her best friend, must go help her fix it. I'll be right back." She left the couch and walked into the kitchen with a triumphant look on her face. "Yes Trish, what can I do for you?"
"Can you please explain what we, I mean, I did and why? I am just confusing him more. I've got to go check on Lillian," Trish said rushing out of the room as if her ass was on fire.
Stephanie looked at Benoit with a small smile. "You know, she really only wanted to help you."
"Oh really? By making it painfully obvious that I can't get my own dates?" Benoit said with an incrediulous look on his face. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Look, I was going to let her take the whole rap but I can't. I was just as involved as Trish was," Stephanie said with a slight blush on her face. "But before you go all Wolverine on us, let me explain."
"I'm all ears," Benoit said with a determined look on his face.
"Dude, we are so screwed," Jay said with a groan. He had just lit the grill when he slammed the lid shut. "Do you realize that Trish is going to cut me off this time? I could see it in her face."
"Dude, at least you have been getting some. Count your lucky stars," Chris said with a depressed tone to his voice. Suddenly he realized that he had said it out loud by the gleam in Jay's eyes. "Look, I was thinking it, I didn't mean to say it, and you need to forget it."
"Are you out of your mind? I'm not going to forget that. In fact, I'm shocked. The mighty Vitamin C is not getting any," Jay said with a smirk. "Will wonders never cease?"
"Ha-ha, very funny," Chris said with a serious look on his face. "I'm serious. You keep your mouth shut otherwise I'll tell Trish about you know who."
"Dude, you promised to never mention that name again," Jay said with a real look of fear on his face.
"And I haven't, have I?" Chris asked.
"No, you didn't," Jay said calming down a bit. "Ok, I'll back off for now but we are so going to talk about this."
"We'll talk next week when we go do that signing together," Chris said with a small smile. "I wonder what's taking them so long in there."
Benoit stood there quietly pondering what Stephanie had told him. While it was butting into his personal life, they did do it because they genuinely cared. There was no mean intent on their part. It was just Stephanie and Trish being, well, Stephanie and Trish. "Ok, I'm going to go in there and have a conversation with Lillian. You two need to get the stuff out to the guys."
"No problem," Stephanie said letting out the breath that she had been holding in for the last few minutes. "I'll get her now."
"Not so fast, you also have to tell Jay and Chris what you've attempted to do," Benoit said with a serious look on his face.
"Oh come on," Stephanie said with a slight look of fear on her face.
"I'm serious. You two did this, and while I am grateful, I'm not going to lie to them. You know they will ask me and then I'll tell them and they'll get mad at you while you get mad at me. I had enough drama for one weekend at the grocery store," Benoit said with an almost apologetic look on his face.
"Ok, you're right," Stephanie said leaning against the kitchen counter. She closed her eyes and hollered, "Trish, come in here please."
Trish poked her head around the corner with a nervous look on her face. "Did you just call for me?"
"Yes, I did," Stephanie said. "You had better come in here, we've got to talk."
Benoit quietly left the kitchen and found Lillian sitting on the couch. "I can do this. I can talk to her. I can do this!" he thought to himself. His hands were sweating and he felt like he could throw up but he couldn't help it. He really liked Lillian and while grateful to the girls for giving him the opportunity to know her better, he was very nervous.
"Do you mind if I sit down?" Benoit asked with a slight blush on his face.
"No, not at all," Lillian said with a smile. She slid over and patted the couch. "Have a seat."
"Thanks," Benoit said sitting down beside her without touching her. "So, have you had a good time so far?"
"Yes, so far," Lillian said with another smile. "However, I don't think that you are. What's going on and please tell me the truth."
Benoit looked at her and knew he had to tell her. She was one of the kindest most forgiving women that he had ever met. Surely she would understand. "It seems as though Stephanie and Trish are trying to play matchmaker."
"Oh really? With who," Lillian said clueless to what was going on.
Benoit chuckled and then shook his head. "You know what, let's not even worry about that. What do you say you and I take this weekend to get to know each other better?"
"I think that sounds like a great idea," Lillian said with a smile.