Impress
"Look, I'm sorry!" Spencer said as Carly frantically tried to dry off her laptop, which was now, thanks to Spencer, dripping in iced tea.
"I don't think it's completely ruined," Carly muttered. "Why were you jumping around anyways?"
"Socko bought me springy socks and I was testing them out!"
"At least it turns on," Carly sighed. "I'll text Freddie and see if he can come over and help me."
"Don't worry; if I broke it I'll give you my laptop," Spencer told her. "Now I've got to hop over to the Groovy Smoothie and show these socks to T-Bo!"
Carly couldn't help but laugh as her brother ran out the door. A second later Freddie entered the apartment.
"Hey, I got your text," Freddie said. "What's up?"
"Spencer spilled iced tea on my laptop," she explained. "I think I wiped it off the keyboard in time, but can you just look at it and make sure-" she stopped as a strong smell hit her nose.
"Um, what is that?" she asked, frowning. She sniffed Freddie. "Are you wearing cologne?"
"Yeah," he smiled. "It's that new Kevin Bline scent. You like it?"
"I don't know, it burned my nose off," Carly coughed, trying to fan the aroma away from her with a magazine. "Did you dump the whole bottle on you?"
"I only used five squirts!"
Carly looked at him knowingly.
"Time three," he mumbled.
"Why would you put cologne come on just to come across the hall?" Carly asked.
"Oh, you know," Freddie said, typing a few things on Carly's computer. "It's important to smell nice when you…help a friend with her sticky computer. In case one has to…smell good."
"Right," Carly smiled. "So you just spray on $90 cologne all the time to walk over here?"
"Um, yes?"
"Really?"
"Uh-huh."
"Freddie," Carly grinned. "Your girlfriend's not here to impress; Sam went home an hour ago."
"Oh," Freddie said, blinking. "Well that's…interesting…you know what, Carls, I'm just gonna go run across the hall really quick…"
"And do what?"
"Er…scrape this chiz off me; it's sort of starting to make me dizzy."
