"You look…" Toby's jaw nearly hit the ground when Happy emerged from the bathroom. Her dark hair was pulled to one side and danced on her shoulder. She had opted for a black tank that was so tight Toby wondered if she could breathe and her black skinny jeans were much the same. Toby smiled when he saw her signature black combat boots had finished off her outfit.
"Continue that sentence shrink, I dare you" She flashed him a wicked smile before reaching across the bed to pick up her phone – I'd like to make note that her 'reaching over the bed' was purely so Toby could watch her ass, as per usual - and Toby's wallet.
"Oh I think you know how that sentence ends" a sudden intake of breath when Happy had reached over meant that his voice was suddenly higher. Happy flashed him another wicked smile before reaching her hand into his pocket and retrieving the car keys.
"Come on loser." Happy was halfway down the hall and Toby was still in the bedroom doorway. He loved watching her walk.
The car ride was pleasant, as always Toby blasted the music while Happy drove like the Monte Carlo was a rally car. "Have I ever told you how hot you are when you drive?" Toby had to yell over the screech of tires and the blaring music. "Only every other day" Happy yelled back.
"I cannot believe that all the crazy driving and you only hit 15 garbage cans" Toby got out of the car to inspect the damage to the front of his car, he chuckled when there wasn't any. "It's not my fault your car is hard on steering." Happy mumbled as she locked the car. "It's never been a problem for me" Toby whispered as he approached Happy's side, linking his arm around her waist. "That's because you drive too slowly" Happy mumbled again as Toby kissed her forehead.
They followed a large crowd into the dimly lit bar, the music was too loud, the alcohol was too strong and everything smelt like cheap cigarettes. Just the way Toby liked it. "Oi knucklehead, go get us some drinks, I'll be right back" Happy yelled above the music before heading off to the bathroom.
Toby forced his way through the growing crowd until he reached the bar, "hey Toby what can I get you?" the blond barmaid asked as soon as he took a seat. She was pretty, her long blond hair was pulled up to a high ponytail, she wore a dark red lipstick and a chunky necklace to match. Her corset type singlet was at least 3 sizes too small and her breasts were nearly popping out. She was the regular barmaid, but he could never remember her name. He ordered two strange vodka concoctions and waited for Happy to come back.
A rough hand slapped his back making Toby jump, "Some pretty girl you got there" the owner of the rough handed slap had an even rougher voice. Toby recognized the voice immediately and was glad that Happy was still in the bathroom. "Oi Curtis, I'm talking to you" the money shark with the rough voice snarled again, this time only inches from Toby's ear.
"I had noticed" Toby muttered in reply, the money shark took a seat next to him and grabbed at Toby's collar. "So when someone is talking to you, its common courtesy to reply" the shark growled.
"Not if I'm ignoring you"
"Smart ass piece of shi-"
"Hey! Take it outside!" the pretty blond barmaid yelled as the sharks fist collided with Toby's chin. "With pleasure" the shark snarled as he slid out of the barstool, he grabbed Toby's jacket collar and dragged him to the door. He shoved Toby through the door first, the hardwood collided with his nose and toby let out a yelp of pain.
When Happy finally got to the bar, the blond barmaid motioned to the door "He's outside." Right on queue a loud crash boomed over the blaring music, "Jesus Christ Toby" Happy swore before sprinting outside.
"Now, where's my money? Or do I have to hit you again?" the shark didn't even give him time to reply before he planted his fist in Toby's side. There was an unmistakable crunch of a rib breaking and Toby doubled over in pain.
Toby didn't see what happened next but he could hear it. It involved a lot of swearing and grunts of pain and what he swore was a whimper of surrender. "See Toby this is why we can't have nice things" Happy maneuvered one bruised hand under Toby's arm and pulled him to his feet. She slipped herself under his arm on the opposite side of his now cracked rib and braced herself to take the brunt of his weight. They stepped over the money shark who was lying unconscious on the cold ground in front of them and shuffled to the car. "One foot in front of the other, idiot" Happy muttered as Toby tripped and nearly sent them flying across the pavement.
Happy dumped the behaviorist in the front seat and jogged around to the driver side of the car. "This is becoming a regular occurrence. Me saving your stupid ass" She smiled when Toby tried to laugh but winced in pain. "And I'm very grateful, but please drive nicely. I'm in a lot of pain here" his eyes fluttered closed as he tried to reposition himself.
They drove in silence; Happy's bruised knuckles clutching the steering wheel and Toby clutching his side. "Sorry to ruin your night" Toby whispered because it hurt too much to talk, he moved his free hand to rest on Happy's thigh. She looked down at it briefly before returning her eyes to the road. "Are you kidding, saving your stupid ass from money sharks and driving you to emergency is my dream date" she grinned, but Toby had passed out.