…It was Casey. I stood there staring at her, until I felt Megan pulling me towards the table. This is going to be a LONG evening. I though as I sat down, and stared across at her and Sam, finally she spoke,

"So you're the infamous Derek Venturi?" She said, smiling.

"Yep, and you the little known Casey…?" I answered back, not sure of what to say, but all I could hope is what it sounded sarcastic.

"McDonald. So Derek, where did you meet Megan?"

"School. Where did you meet Sam?"

"Through Megan."

"Ah, so how far have you and Sam gone? I mean have you done it yet?" Derek asked, regaining some of his annoying Derek confidence back.

"You are such an egotistical pig, even if me and Sam had done it, not that I'm saying we did, but in the circumstance we had done it, it would be none of your business in the first place!" Casey said, getting fired up, and Derek just smirked.

"Ah, and the true Casey shows herself!"

"What do you mean?" At this point Sam and Megan just sat there watching, unsure of what to do.

"I mean annoying, whiny, compulsive, weird, freaky…"

"Like you're any better Mr. My-ego-is-so-big-it-fills-the-whole-room? Your just a self absorbed, insensitive, manipulative jerk."

"Casey, thank you for all of those kind and heartfelt compliments which are sure to boost my already large ego."

"Argh." Casey groaned and turned to Megan. "Megan sorry but I really think we should go, c'mon Sam."

With that Casey dragged Sam from the restaurant, and Megan shrugged, and slid closer to me, and I put an arm around her.

"Sorry about that."

"No Derek, it wasn't your fault. Casey isn't normally like that." Derek smirked, just as a waiter came over to get their orders.

"I'll have a slice of pepperoni…Megan?"

"Um…I'll have a slice of cheese. Thank you." After the waiter left she sighed and 'subtly' put her head on Derek's shoulder, making him smirk even more.

Soon the date was over, and Derek paid before walking her home. Then he headed home. When he entered the house he saw his father cleaning up the mess he had made with the washer. Derek braced himself for some yelling, but all he heard was,

"Do you now what happened here?"

"No dad. I was out on my date. Maybe it's time for a new washer."

"Yeah, go check on Marty please?"

"Will do." Derek said, glad that he wasn't getting in trouble.

On second thought, maybe it IS a good thing Casey's gone