"At least drink a tea." Joanne pleaded, ignoring the fact that Maureen was placing soft and gentle kisses on the nape of her neck.
Mark bit at his lower lip.
Joanne pulled away from Maureen.
"Maureen, honey...slow down. Stop. Halt. Freeze." she threatened.
Maureen pouted, pushing out her lower lip.
At that moment, the waiter appeared.
"And what will you fine specimens be eating today?" he questioned, sliding into the booth next to Mark, smiling brightly.
Mark blushed, looking to Maureen and Joanne.
"A pasta. Any pasta." Maureen replied.
Joanne quickly glanced at the menu that sat on the table.
"Tofu salad." she said, eyeing Mark.
"Just a tea." Mark spoke, nodding at the waiter who, after writing all this down, slipped back out of the booth, bouncing to the counter.
"Come on, Marky! Eat something! You can have some of my pasta." Maureen said in a squeaky voice.
Mark cringed.
"Maureen, do you really want to be cleaning up pasta off the bathroom floor?" Joanne asked hastily.
Maureen frowned.
"Fine. Starve. I don't care." she said, turning the other cheek.
Joanne rolled her eyes.
Mark let out a slight chuckle.
He heard the Cafe doors open and saw Benny enter, heading their way.
"Tell me you're not planning on feeding him!" Benny exclaimed, plopping next to Mark.
Mark laughed.
"Jo's not. Don't know about Mo, though." he replied.
Benny shook his head.
"Maureen, come on. He's not going to hold it down, and I figure Joanne will be making you clean it up." he teased.
Maureen growled low in her throat.
Benny turned to Mark.
"And to think, you slept with this one." he whispered.
Joanne kicked at his leg underneath the table.
Benny quickly looked at her, holding back a laugh.
"I know! Let's play a game, shall we?" he asked.
Mark, Joanne, and Maureen looked at him in confusion.
"What? It's dull with talk of hangovers and puking. Let's put some fun into this." Benny retorted, crossing his hands over his chest.
"How about a game of Confession?" he went on, blinking.
Joanne smiled brightly.
"I like the sound of that. I'm in." she said, placing her arms around Maureen, who nodded in agreement.
Mark only blushed, glaring at Benny.
"What are you on, boy?" he questioned.
Benny smiled a toothy grin.
"Everything!" he replied, wrapping his arm around Mark's shoulder, pulling him close, whispering into his ear.
"An easy way 'out' for you, Marky."
Mark shoved him away.
"Excuse me? I have no clue what you are talking about." he lied.
Benny only shook his head.
"Let's began, my friends." he suggested.
"First date." he began.
Joanne let out a throaty laugh.
"First date? With some girl named Nanette. Gorgeous girl, but not so great in the sack." she replied.
Mark's jaw dropped.
"Please don't tell me that your Nanette was Nanette Hemmelfaurb." he pleaded.
Maureen snorted.
Joanne frowned, placing her hand on her girlfriend's knee.
"That would be Nanette." Joanne replied.
Benny sighed.
"Mark, what is it with your attraction to Lesbians, eh?" he teased, punching Mark softly in the shoulder.
Mark rolled his eyes.
"Maureen? First date." Benny asked.
Maureen pursed her lips as if in a great concentration of thought.
"Roger." she said simply.
Mark raised his eyebrows.
"Roger!" he exclaimed.
Maureen nodded.
"Roger. It didn't work out between us. There was nothing there but sexual energy. I wanted more than a 'Sex God'. I wanted comittment." she retorted.
Mark shook his head.
"And then I met you." Maureen sauntered on.
Benny licked at his lips.
"Where we all know there was everything but the sex drive." he teased.
Mark blushed.
"Can we move on, now?" he objected.
Benny nodded.
"Go for it. First date." he retorted.
"Maureen. First date." Mark replied.
"What about Nanette?" Maureen queried.
Mark blanched.
"Nanette was nothing but a...one night stand." he replied under his breath.
"Okay, that got interesting." Joanne exclaimed.
"How about this for a topic: Your first crush on someone of the same sex." Benny asked.
Maureen and Joanne only stared at him.
"Easy for you two. Not so easy for Mark and I...well, I." Benny commented.
Joanne bit at her lower lip.
"The first time I ever felt an attraction to a female was with Cindy Hopper, my sister's best friend in middle school." she replied.
Maureen shrugged.
"Joanne. Joanne was the first and the only girl in my life." she replied.
Joanne squeezed her knee.
"As it should be." she said with a wink.
Benny looked to Mark, who shrugged.
"For me...I believe the first time I ever looked at a male in anything other than a brotherly way was when I met Mark." Benny spoke.
Mark's eyes widened as he casually slid away from Benny.
Maureen cackled.
"Oh, really? When was this?" she questioned.