"Roman? Roman? Are you listening to me?" Seth asked.
"No, I'm not," Roman smirked.
Seth turned his head to see what had caught Roman's attention.
"Of course," Seth chuckled.
Lorelei. Seth wasn't even surprised. The woman with the long, straight, black hair and the dark green eyes always caught Roman's attention. As always she wore a black turtleneck and her black, fingerless gloves. She had a pair of anthracite grey jeans on. Only the bottom half ever changed with her. The top half was always in a turtleneck and those fingerless gloves. It didn't matter how hot it was outside.
"I hear some of our coworkers are giving her a hard time," Seth said.
"What?" Roman looked at Seth again. "But she's such a sweetheart. Why would they do that?"
"The way she dresses," Seth shrugged. "I don't know why people have such a hard time with it. They seem to think she's hiding something."
"That's none of their business!" Roman hissed.
"I know, big dog," Seth said. "It shouldn't matter what she wears. What matters is that every storyline she has her hands on is pure gold. They're always the ones our audience wants to see more of."
Roman looked at Lorelei again.
"Just tell her already, man," Seth sighed. "Stop pining over her and go for it. Even if she says no, at least you'll know so you can move on."
"You know what?" Roman smirked again. "You're absolutely right. I'm going in."
"About fucking time!" Seth chuckled.
Roman walked towards Lorelei before he lost his courage. Seth was right. Roman needed to know, and he needed to know tonight.
"Lorelei," he smiled. "Do you have a second?"
"Sure," she smiled back. "What's it about?"
"Are you free tonight? I'd like to take you out on a date after the show," he said.
"What? Tonight?" She asked confused. "Roman, I..."
"Lorelei!" Stephanie called. "I need you!"
They both looked towards Stephanie who waved her hand in the air before moving back towards her office. The message was clear. Lorelei had to come to the office right away. It made sense with her being involved in some of the bigger storylines. There probably was a last minute change that they needed her brain in on.
"Sorry," she looked at Roman again. "I gotta run."
"It's okay. I'll find you after we close the show," he said.
"Sure," she said.
"Think about what you would like to eat meanwhile," he said.
He turned around and started walking away.
"Wow, wait up. I can't tonight. I can't..." She started.
He kept walking, pretending not to hear her. He had just tricked her into getting the answer he wanted, and he didn't want her to back down. All he wanted was that one date. Alone time with her to tell her how he felt. If she didn't feel anything for him, he would accept it and move on.