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Lindsay came over to Danny's car.
"Wow. Montana, you look so... so..." Danny was speechless.
Lindsay chuckled. Danny, being a gentleman, opened the door for her.
"You smell really nice, what Cologne is that?"
Oh crap, I don't know the name Danny thought. "It's..." Danny thought hard "Valente" He said, saying the first name he thought of the wasn't Lindsay, or Montana, or Monroe.
"I haven't heard of him... it's really nice."
Lindsay leaned over to give Danny a kiss. Danny had hold of Lindsay's head and pulled her further to him. The kiss deepened. Danny pushed Lindsay back against her seat, when...
"Better not be late," Danny said, breaking the kiss. "We'll finish later."
Lindsay was fuming. So he wanted to make her wait, did he? Well, she could play this game, too.
"Sure, fine whatever," she said.
The drive to where Danny was taking them was uneventful. They discovered they both had that same taste in music, they both adored songs like She Will Be Loved and Casing Cars.
"Broadway? Danny, your kidding me! What are we going to see?"
"Les Mis."
"That's my favorite! How did you know?"
"Got Stella to ask you."
Lindsay was speechless.
"Would madam like anything from the bar, before we go in?" Danny tried to put on a posh English accent.
Lindsay burst out laughing.
"Don't do that again, you sound like Payton. And anyway I love your New York accent. I'm fine, we can get something at the intermission."
"Will you close your eyes, Linds?"
"I guess, but... why?"
"It's a surprise."
"Hold on, stairs here... Oh, I know."
Danny picked her up easily, like he'd done before.
"OK, Montana, you can open."
"We're in a box!" Lindsay was speechless - again.