Once Max's tirade was over, Amy and Janet ran towards the kitchen. There were two doors in this area, and Amy had no idea which one Lucy had gone through. She sent Janet down the hall, and she ran out a side door and across an alleyway to another building. There were huge paper rolls filling a large warehouse. There were gaps between the rolls creating aisles throughout the large room. Lucy was making her way through the aisles trying to find her way out while avoiding any entanglements with federal agents.
Without being able to climb on top of the rolls of paper, Amy decided the only way to search was to start running through the aisles. She took off at a good clip, running down one aisle, then up the next. She was about to round a corner to run down another aisle, when she slammed right into someone, dropping her gun to the ground "Oh god I am so sorry!" She heard the sentiment repeated, and recognized the voice. "Lucy." Lucy stood up and said, "Oh shit! Amy? You're a...Are you a Deb?"
"Yeah. And you're Lucy Diamond." Lucy half smiled at Amy and nodded. "Well, this is...ah, interesting."
"Ms. Diamond, I think we have some things we need to discuss." They couldn't help but to smile at each other. "Agent Bradshaw, we definitely do. However, this may not be the best time."
"Agreed. But I do have one question." Lucy put her arms out, palms up, then crossed them. "Alright, shoot." "What does a reclusive criminal mastermind want with a Russian trained killer?" Lucy had a little trouble making eye contact with Amy. "Eh...I'm not that reclusive..." Lucy trailed off. Amy tilted her head slightly to the side, picking up on her reluctance to answer. She raised her eyebrows. "That's not really an answer." At that moment, Lucy was very aware of the fact that Amy had a gun in her hand. "I was...on a stupid blind date." Amy couldn't help but to laugh. "With that Russian girl? You know, this really torpedos my thesis." Now it was Lucy's turn to laugh. "Your thesis?"
"Yeah, I'm writing a term paper on you. But it's hard because there's only anecdotal evidence about you. I mean, no one's ever spoken to you..." "Until now," Lucy chuckled. Amy half smiled. "I'm so gonna ace this paper."
"Amy! Where are you?" Lucy rolled her eyes and turned to Amy. "Janet," Amy said, with more than a bit of disappointment in her voice. She turned towards Lucy. "You have the right to remain silent..." Lucy looked into Amy's eyes and saw the gleam of playfulness there. "You're reading me my rights? You know, you could just let me go." "...anything you say can and will be used against you." Lucy smirked. "You know, I could use you against me..." Amy blushed. Lucy pulled Amy into her arms. She touched her forehead to Amy's. Amy closed her eyes and just breathed Lucy in. She smiled and said, "See you soon Agent Bradshaw."
Lucy released her just as she heard the approaching footsteps of what could only be Amy's fellow Debs. She opened her eyes and Lucy was nowhere to be found. But hundreds of sparkling diamonds were on the ground all around her.
Scud sat looking at his computer screen, holding back laughter and failing miserably. Lucy had gotten 153 responses to her online dating profile in the short amount of time it had been posted. There must be a lot of people preparing for the Zombie Apocalypse.
Most responses sounded insane. Some sounded too sane, but those were the craziest. Some sounded completely ready to move in, without having met Lucy. Scud ignored those messages and looked for the ones who seemed intelligent enough to get the joke. Sadly, that narrowed the list down to two. Only two. He opened the first message.
"Dear Lucy Alice Parks,
My name is Kelly. I saw your profile and it made me laugh. But you can never be too prepared! Ha ha ha. I don't know which, if any of your profile is actually real, but I'm always looking to meet interesting people who I may find a connection with. Hope to hear from you soon!"
Ok. Somewhat bland, but she could be fine. Scud checked the photo on Kelly's file. She looked alright. She was a red-headed girl, 28, from the area. Promising. He double clicked the next message.
"Hi Lucy! Gina here. I study martial arts as well, keeps me fit for my other...extra-curricular activities. I liked your Resident Evil references, so I checked out your profile, plus you are hot too, which always helps! I attached some photos of me. If you'd like to get together sometime and get in some 'exercise' message me back!"
Not so bad. She got my Resident Evil references. Scud clicked on the attached photos and his jaw dropped to the floor. Woah. Scud had had online profiles before, and he even managed to get a few hits on his page. However, he had never ever gotten naked pics. Especially not having even asked for any. Lucy got four of them from one girl. He reminded himself to go back through the other 151 responses later to look for more pictures. He clicked through these one at a time, turning his head to different angles. Scud knew Gina was a no. Lucy wouldn't go on this date if she knew about these pictures. She liked the chase too much. This girl was throwing herself at a joke profile. So she was out. He deleted the pictures. Then took them out of the trash again and moved them to another folder. Can't let them go to waste, can I?
He set up a meet between Lucy and Kelly. Two nights from tonight at The Dirty Martini. Second date set up! Hopefully he would get some more hits on her profile before he had to set up a third date.
Scud wondered how his second date would go. He was just hoping he wouldn't get hit again. He considered that a successful date. He emailed Zeda, thanking her for the info about Ninotchka and let her know it didn't work out. "Know anyone else Z? I have a bet going with Lucy," he added in at the end of his email. "I'm sure you remember how the last bet I had with her ended up. I can use all the help I can get." He sent the email off and thought of that last bet. He wasn't sure he could ever live it down. The thought of cotton candy or vaseline still made him cringe.
Janet looked at her computer screen and giggled nervously. She had finally remembered to log on and delete her profile. There were 3 messages in her inbox and she decided to look through them and then scrap the whole thing. The first two messages were potential disasters, but the third caught her attention. The subject line said, "Wanted: Foosball Rematch." She opened it up and read the message from Scud. She couldn't stop herself from smiling. It would just figure that I would meet a nice guy and he would be the top henchman of a notorious supervillan. She looked around making sure no one was watching and wrote him back. She told herself that having an email conversation with an evil henchman wasn't really all that bad.