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Chapter Nine

The group minus Roger walked into the Cracker Barrel completely taken aback with everything around them. The room was filled with nicknacks of all kinds which enticed Angel but she still held on close to her man, afraid of what was to happen to her if she ever let him go.

"It's alright Ang." Collins whispered into her ear.

She gave her lover a weak smile and looked around for the exits. If anything was to happen she'd be the first out, heels and all.

At a podium stood a girl no more than Mimi's age with a full apron. "Hey guys, welcome to the Cracker Barrel."

Joanne walked up to the girl smiling. "Thanks."

"How many?"

"8. Party of Joanne."

Maureen frowned at this. "Why does it have to be party of Joanne?"

Everyone knows the signs of a coming argument but everyone usually stayed out of it until it got really out of hand. Angel on the other hand, didn't want to hear anything of it. "Ladies."

Immediately the two turned away from one another, walking out of the restaurant as if they had been scolded by their mother.

"Okay, it'll be about ten minutes we need to get the tables and things in order for you." And with the girl was off.

"It'll be ten minutes guys." Mark said as she walked back to the group.

"Let's go outside and wait. It's nice out." Angel said as she quickly dragged Collins behind her.

"Mark, now would be a good time to take a picture." Roger said sarcastically as he continued to strum out some songs.

As if on cue, Mark took out his old Polaroid and brought it to his eye. "Come on everyone, get in the picture."

"Let's do a naughty one!" Maureen yelled at the top of her lungs causing the old people to stare.

As everyone began to assemble, Roger didn't move an inch. "Umm Roger, can't you get up or something?" Collins asked trying to get situated.

The rocked held his position with his guitar. "Nope."

Collins slapped Roger in the back of the head. "Asshole."

"What the hell was that for!" Roger whined trying to put his hair back in it's place.

Angel leaned over pressing Roger's cheeks together. "For being an asshole honey."

"I have an idea." Collins whispered into Angel's ear. Quickly lifting Mimi with ease, the professor sat down on Roger's lap. "Collins! What the fuck man!"

Angel followed her lover holding onto her hat as she plopped herself on top of her lover. "Oh my God Angel!"

The drag queen smirked. "That's what they say baby!" Collins blushed heavily at this.

Maureen stomped her foot on the ground. "I want to do it too!" So she sat on Angel's lap while the rocking chair that they were sitting on began to creak. "Pookie! Come on!"

Joanne gave them all a look, rolling her eyes. "You're out of your mind."

"Get your tight ass over here Jefferson!" Collins screamed at her. Sighing heavily Joanne climbed onto the mound of bohemians, while everyone began to laugh at how heavy things were becoming. "I'm not fat!"

"No one said you were fat Pookie it's okay." Maureen squealed.

"Yay! I'm on top!" Mimi cried out to them.

Angel laughed loudly at Mimi's comment. "Yeah, she likes it on top!"

"Shut-up Angel!"

"No really, she does." Roger said chuckling under his breath.

"Fuck you Roger!"

"I know we will babe."

Mimi walked on the side of the group and slapped Roger in the back of the head before climbing on top of Maureen.

"Oh my God you guys, the rocking chair is starting to break." Joanne said as she heard the chair continue to creak.

"Mark! Come on!" Mimi said waving to the film maker.

"Who's going to take the picture!"

"Her!" Mimi pointed to the seating hostess who was giggling happily.

"Please?" Mark said smiling at the attractive girl.

"Of course, and by the way your table is ready."

Mark ran to the group. "Great!"

"Hold still guys!" The young woman said holding the camera up to her eye. "Say cheese!"

"Wait!" Collins yelled causing Angel to grab one of her ears. "Sorry babe." Collins said sheepishly.

"What is it Thomas!" Roger yelled. "I can't feel my fucking legs anymore."

"Potty mouth." Angel said putting her finger to her lips to shush him.

"Where's Benny?"

Maureen adjusted herself on Joanne. "Who cares?"

"Benny! Get the hell over here dumb ass!" Collins yelled to the man who felt a little out of place.

Benny shook his head, weakly smiling. "No you guys go ahead."

Roger really couldn't feel anything anymore. "Get the fuck over here Benny before I kick your ass!"

Following his orders, the businessman walked behind the group onto another rocking chair causing him to tower over them all. "Go!"

"Say cheese!"

"CHEESE!" The group yelled.

Angel and Collins had to help Roger to his seat because the feeling hadn't yet come back in. They were seated onto a homely looking patio. "This is so beautiful." Angel whispered to her lover who smiled warmly at her.

The table had country charm which Angel definitely took a liking to. "Let's sit!"

After everyone had situated themselves, the seating hostess walked over to Mark handing her his camera. "I think you forgot this."

Mark blushed, he never forgot his camera. "Oh, th-thank you so much."

"You're welcome. Enjoy your meal." And as she looked to see his friends occupied with themselves, slipped him a small piece of paper. "I'm not a whore or anything I promise, but give me a call when you get the chance. See ya!"

The paper read:

Sienna

818-555-3365

Quicklyrealizing that everyone was looking around them, Mark shoved it into his pocket.

"You know, I think that girl likes Mark." Mimi said reading her menu. "Oh! Chicken Friend Steak, Angel what is that?"

Angel crossed her legs, eyeing her menu. "It's just what it sounds like sweetie. They put gravy on it. I heard it's really good."

"It is, it's one of my favorites." Benny said eyeing the dancer who was still just as enticing and beautiful as he could remember.

Roger looked up at Benny's words and pulled Mimi's chair next to him. "What are you gonna get Thomas?" Roger said quickly changing the subject.

"You know . . . Chicken Fried Steak sounds wonderful." Collins said rubbing Angel's leg.

After everyone had put in their orders, conversations went back to various people except for Collins and Angel.

"What's the matter lover?" Angel lowered her voice so no one would hear.

"I never thought about how hard it would be to go back to the house. How is my family going to act when they see . . . us? I don't want to put you through something that-"

Angel held her hand up to his lips. "Tom, I'm here with you. I'm not leaving you. I love you okay? Loosen up, have some fun. We'll be fine." Angel looked up to see their waiter bringing their food. "It's time to eat sweetie."

As the group happily ate, Collins didn't even begin to touch his food. The drag queen cut a piece of steak with his fork and knife and held it up to his mouth. "Tom, eat."

Collins opened his mouth and closed his eyes at the hot food entering his mouth. Finally he realized how hungry he was and took the fork from Angel. "That's what I thought." Angel giggled.

"How were we doing?" Mark looked up to see that girl, Sienna staring at the group, but mostly him.

Angel smiled. "We're fine honey. His name is Mark."

The girl blushed a bit. "Oh, is it that obvious?"

"Very." Angel chuckled. "Why don't you take him outside and have a chat huh?"

Mark looked at this girl, she was amazingly beautiful. "Markie, why don't you take pictures of the store so we'll have it as a memento." Angel asked him loudly as she continued to eat.

Mark stood up, forgetting his camera that was his scapegoat. "Sure. Would you like to join me?"

"Where the hell is Mark?" Mimi asked as she checked her hair in the mirror.

"He's outside talking to a girl." Maureen smiled. "Thank God. I was tired of seeing him alone."

Angel laid back in her chair sighing. "He wouldn't be that way if you hadn't left him girlfriend."

Suddenly feeling really uncomfortable, Maureen got up from her seat. "I'm gonna go get some air."

"She can never take anyone being truthful to her. She'd rather be lied to."

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"So a film maker huh? That's really interesting Mark." Sienna said as she quietly rocked in her rocking chair.

In about ten minutes, Mark had found out a few things about this girl. She was 20, a Junior in College and a Photography major. Mark had managed to put a few sentences together to let her know how he was from New York, but it didn't seem to matter to her.

"I bet your girlfriend is waiting for you Mark, you better get going."

"I, I don't have a girlfriend." Mark said rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "Would you like to change that?"

Where the hell did that come from?

"Actually, I would."

As the group piled into their cars, Mark gave Sienna his number to the loft and shook her hand politely. "It was nice to meet you. I'll give you a call."

The girl smiled. "I'd like that."

"Mark! Get your pastey ass over here!" Collins yelled from the car.

Jogging over to the car, Mark peered into the back seat to find that Angel and Collins were already making out. Rolling his eyes, yet silently smiling knowing he would be doing that soon the film maker opened the door getting in watching Sienna wave at him as Benny backed the car up.