A/N: See intro for standard stuff. Please R & R.
Demolished and Jen: Flack has become a favorite of mine. I'm a sucker for blue eyes. Meadow: Heh, heh, heh. Story: Gotta be a fan. TylerH: Nice to see you. Yep, I'm updating.
She had to be crazy. She took a sip of her beer and looked around the bar. It was crowded again. Wall to wall pinstripes and navy baseball caps. She shook her head. Deep in enemy territory. She should have watched this game from the safety of her apartment. She could have cheered unabashedly there. If the Yankees went down tonight she was in trouble. Especially if that cop didn't show up. She shook her head and took another pull on her beer. What was she thinking. A cute guy make a vague offer to meet her and she actually believed it.
Don and Danny stood in the doorway. Don searched the crowd for the blonde from the night before.
"You owe me big time. We coulda been at Jerry's with the big screen TV. Instead I gotta watch you try to put some moves on a girl. On a girl that may not even be here. On a girl you don't even know the name of."
"Shut up." Don finally spotted her at the same table she occupied the night before. He whacked Danny in the shoulder. "See? There she is. No worries."
"Yea. Remember, I'm just here because you said you'd buy."
Don pulled out his wallet and handed Danny a bill. "There. Get some beers."
"What'da I look like? A waitress?"
Don just flashed him a look and headed to the back table. He stopped by the table. "So you made it."
She looked up and smiled. "Hey. So did you." Danny came up and jammed a beer at Don. She grinned. "And you brought your wingman."
"I didn't know..." Don stammered.
"If I would actually show. Not a problem. I wasn't sure if I would either. You guys gonna have a seat?" They did and she held out a hand to Don. "Tess Nagy, by the way."
Danny took her hand and shook it. "So you do have a name. Flack here couldn't recall it."
Tess took a sip of her beer and smiled. "That's because I didn't tell him last night." She fixed Don with her gaze. "I don't make a habit of passing out details to every guy I meet in a bar."
"Probably a smart idea," interjected Danny.
Tess glanced at the set and then back at Don. She pointed her bottle at him. "Do you speak, or does your friend do all the talking?"
Don laughed. Tess' heart about stopped. What the hell was a guy like him doing sitting here with her? She narrowed her eyes slightly. Were his eyes really that blue or did he wear contacts? "Messer likes to hear his own voice."
"Hey, I'm doin' you a favor, Flack. And it's Danny. Danny Messer," he said to Tess.
Tess chuckled as Don's head dropped. "It's okay, Don." She reached out and patted his hand. "I'll pretend I didn't hear him blow your cover."
Don looked up at Tess and grinned. "Thanks." He looked up at the TV. The teams had taken the field. "Bout time."
"What, Don? You in a hurry to see them go down?" teased Tess.
Danny groaned. "She's killin' me, Flack." Tess just laughed.
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The guys were a little less animated as they left the bar at the end of the game. Tess tucked some stray hairs behind her ear and shoved her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. She looked up at Don and smiled a little.
"Well, Danny, Don. Thanks for the company watching the game."
Don nodded. "No problem."
Danny looked from Don to Tess. "Yea. Well, I gotta get out of here. I'll catch ya later, Flack." He melted into the crowd. Tess smiled, looked at the ground and shook her head.
"That was subtle," she said.
Don chuckled. "Yea. Danny's all about that."
Tess leaned her back against the bricks of the bar and crossed her arms over her chest. "So. You wanna grab something to eat?"
"You askin' me out, Tess?"
"Only if you're saying you'll go."
"Normally, I do the askin'."
"I'll bet you don't get turned down much."
"You did last night."
"So now I'm asking you tonight. I'll let you pay though."
Don laughed and shook his head. "You ask, you pay."
Tess shrugged. "Fine. I'll pay. Does that mean you're gonna come?"
Don nodded. "Lead the way."
Tess smiled and pushed away from the wall. "Cool." She started down the street and Don fell in to step with her.
"Well, those Tigers did win."
Tess laughed. "So it's only fair then. 'Course I always though it was loser buys."
"I was gonna. Yesterday."
"Oh, so that's how this works."
"Yep."
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