Lucy slid into a booth, pulling Amy in with her. They settled comfortably, and listened to the song the pianist was playing.
Oh darling all of these awkward jump-start-stalling conversations,
Mean much more to me than anything,
So it comes down to me and you and,
Whether were supposed to or not we still will,
We're so much better off than them,
All the possibility and promise just,
Weighs on me so heavily
Amy smiled at Lucy and took a sip of her beer. She knew they would talk at some point, but the intimacy of just sharing this small, mostly private space with her was too perfect to be interrupted yet. Lucy smiled back, trying to decipher the signals she felt Amy was giving her. She knew Amy was into her, but couldn't tell if Amy was ready to act on it yet. Lucy extended her arm across the back of the booth, and felt Amy settle back against it. Lucy moved her arm slightly, surprised by the contact, and Amy slightly pouted at her. Lucy settled her arm back where it was, and Amy leaned into Lucy a bit more than before.
And I try but I'm not convincing,
Your lips they pout and twist and,
I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you,
You take in everything with a certainty I envy
It's somehow all I need just keep me guessing please!
Lucy thought, "Really with this song?"
Amy had never heard the song, but was listening to the lyrics as well. She felt it was strangely fitting, and that last verse hit her as being especially appropriate. Was she keeping Lucy guessing? She supposed so. Amy found herself at a bit of a loss. She had never felt this strongly, this quickly for anyone, yet she felt no need to rush anything, nor did she feel Lucy was rushing her. She felt no need to label anything. It just felt right. Amy was so sure of it, even though she knew she barely knew this girl. She looked at Lucy and smiled. The song ended, and Lucy and Amy spent a long moment holding eye contact.
Although the silence they shared was a comfortable one, Amy broke it with a question. "So you said yesterday that you haven't been in town for a while?" Amy caught a hint of sadness in Lucy's eyes. "I was out of the country for a little over two years. I got screwed over pretty badly, had my heart broken and I needed to get away."
Amy considered this for a moment. "I broke up with my boyfriend two weeks ago. But I don't know if I would say I was heart broken about it." Lucy weighed the statement. "Why not?" "I don't know, it just, it wasn't...I think love should be irresistible. Like a drug, you know?" Lucy leaned back into the booth and a small smile found her lips as she listened. "I think when it happens, you should just, not be able to help yourself. I just, I wanted...more." Amy shook her head. "I'm babbling." Lucy took Amy's hand again and gave a gentle squeeze. "No, you're not at all."
They spent the next 20 minutes talking, laughing, and discovering little details about each other. Things like Lucy's obsession with cartoons and Giallo movies, and Amy's collection of 45s and love of classic rock. The honky tonk song that was playing ended, and a slow quiet ballad started.
Lucy was surprised at how relaxed and easy this felt. Walls she had thrown up two years ago were apparently full of holes Amy navigated through like she had a map. Those last years had made Lucy a bit cynical and jaded, but she was hard pressed to find that part of herself right now.
Lucy wanted her, without a doubt, but was still unsure what Amy thought. She looked for signs in Amy's body language. She looked into Amy's clear blue eyes again. Lucy saw no hesitation there, even though she herself was hesitant. It didn't feel like all that long ago that her heart felt as if it were ripped right out of her chest and stomped on. But the surety in Amy's eyes, someone so much more naïve than she was, melted away any of the hesitation she felt. She leaned in towards Amy, only going part of the way there, leaving Amy open to decide.
Amy made that decision rather quickly, and moved in to meet her when an incredibly loud bang! echoed through the bar, causing even the unflappable piano man to hit a wrong note. It was Max. And even from across the crowded room, Amy could tell Max was pissed. "Um...I think I'm gonna have to go. I haven't seen her look this mad since..." Amy's eyes flew open in alarm. She looked quickly at Lucy. "You should go make sure your friend is ok." With that Amy half ran half jogged across the room to head Max off before she got them both thrown out.
Lucy groaned and slammed a fist down on the table. She was thisclose. She knew Amy was a student, but had no idea when her classes were, or where she even went to school. Scud had told her she had the first of her blind dates tomorrow. Lucy had no idea when she would get to see Amy again, but what she did know what that she wanted it to be as often as possible. She looked over at Amy trying to calm down Max, who was as mad a woman as Lucy had ever seen. Scud certainly leaves an impression on people. I hope she didn't hurt him too bad. She scooted out of the booth and left quietly through a side exit, sliding in the Skymobile and heading home to the evil lair.