JD fished around in his pocket for his keys, Tara standing beside him.
Come on, come on. Hot girl standing right next to me and I can't find my keys. He thought, frantically searching his pockets.
"Is everything okay?" Tara asked, watching him pull a yo-yo and three packs of gum out of his pocket and looking confused.
"Yeah...Everything's fine I just seemed to…uh… misplaced my keys. Do you have your cell phone on you?" JD asked, stuffing the yo-yo and the gum back into his almost skin tight jean pockets.
Tara nodded and handed her his phone. He took the phone and dialed the home phone.
Ring. Ring. Ring. No answer. The answering machine picked up.
"Hey. You've reached John Dorian's House of Love and the world famous All Over Love Doctor, Chris Turk. We're a lil bit tied up right now. Yeah, so we'll get back to you after the beep or when there's an empty slot in the schedule. Peace!" Tara smiled at the answering machine recording.
"Hey, Turk, I know you and Carla are in there… I don't have my keys or my scooter and there's this cute girl I met on the way home…Anyway, come open the door. Please? I will let you have my room, forcing me to sleep with Rowdy on the couch. Man, this is really important. Please?" he whispered into the phone, trying to peek into the apartment through the peephole and hanging up the phone.
JD turned to face the hallway and leaned against the door. Tonight just was not his night. First the rain, then the scooter, now this. My first night off in weeks and it turns out like this. He thought miserably as he slammed his fist against the door repeatedly.
Concern washed over Tara's delicate features as she leaned on the wall next to him, unable to think up anything useful to say.
"Hey! I've got an idea." Tara exclaimed, looking at JD. He looked at her, the self-pity evident in his eyes as they met hers.
"Why don't we go to lobby and wait. If your roommate doesn't call back, we go to my place and we'll come back in the morning." She explained, unable to tell if he was listening to her at all.
"I guess it can't hurt," is all he replied, sighing heavily as he heaved himself off the door and down the hall, Tara at his heels.
"Bambi?" Carla's voiced called softly.
JD stopped abruptly, Tara walking right into and almost falling herself. He grabbed her hand and ran back to the door, skidding to halt in front of the cracked door.
"Oh my God, Carla. Thank you!" he whispered, out of breath from racing down the hall.
"Bambi, it's late…Who is your friend?" she asked skeptically, one eyebrow raised.
Panting slightly, he replied, "This is Tara. I was thinking she and I could dry off and once the rain let up, I'd take her home."
Panting slightly also, Tara smiled a small smile as Carla moved out of the way to let her and JD through, locking the door behind them.