Okay, so I said I wasn't sure if I would write more chapters, but obviously I decided to! This idea just came to me, and I hope it stays original. It is in the form of an email between two friends living on opposite sides of the pond.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, but it's on my Christmas list!

Hope you like it...

Dear Jess,

I'm sitting in a cafe at the moment, on my laptop. Well, it's a 'diner' actually. Everything has different names over here. Apparently I'm eating a salad with roast eggplant, but it tastes a lot like aubergine to me. On my way here, someone was telling their child not to step off the 'sidewalk' and I had to stop myself from saying "No! It's a called a pavement. Pavement!"

It's silly how things as tiny as that make me feel so alien here. I mean, we speak the same language, we look the same, we have the same films at the cinema, but somehow I feel so distant. I have been here for three weeks already (hasn't time flown by?) but I haven't even begun to feel at home yet. I just long for some proper English food, like roast beef with mash potato and yorkshire pudding, followed by a big bowl of spotted dick with custard. Can you imagine if I even said that in front of people here? "I want some spotted dick." I'd probably get arrested for public indecency!

Two people have just come into the cafe and are sitting at the table in front of me. The lady is closest, with the man opposite, so he is facing me, and God, he is hot. I wonder if I could discretely take a photo? I want to send it to you so you can enjoy this view too! I'll just have to describe him. He's got big brown eyes, and really, really muscular arms. His hair is quite short and dark, and wow, he's gorgeous. Shit, he's looking at me. I hope he didn't notice me staring! Crap, I think he did. The lady just turned to look at me too. He must have told her. I'll just smile politely. Phew.

I hope that lady is not his girlfriend. I bet she is though. She's thin and pretty and intelligent looking. Of course his sort would have a perfect girlfirend like that. I wouldn't stand a chance even if he wasn't taken. Oh dear, they've just started having an argument. God, I fell so nosy, listening in, but it's quiet in here. I can't help hearing, and the waitress is listening in too. She's not serving anyone, and her eyes keep flicking over in this direction. Or maybe she's just looking at the hot guy like me!

I wonder if he comes in here often? I could definitely cope with a job here if he does. I'm sure he could make me feel at home. Yeah, he just ordered without looking at the menu. Definitely a regular. I wonder if there are any jobs going?!

And before you say anything, no, I'm not about to give my job up quite yet, it has only been three weeks after all. I do still feel a bit like the novelty Englishwoman, but I guess that's to be expected. I mean, imagine if someone American came to work in your office. For the first few weeks you'd just take the mick out of their accent, and talk about football all the time to confuse them, and make jokes about George Bush, right? That's what it's like. They keep talking about Monty Python and asking if I've met the Queen!

I just stopped writing for a few minutes to eat my salad, and now Hot Couple's food has turned up. There's no doubt about it now, they've got to be a couple. She's stealing his chips, and he's pretending to be annoyed. Wow, he's hot when he smiles like that. And they got over their argument pretty easily. But then again, it did seem like it was about someting quite petty. A proper couples' argument, you know? Like:

"What shall we watch on telly tonight?"

"How about --insert good TV show here--?"

"Nah, don't fancy it."

"Well, I'd quite like to watch it. We watched football yesterday."

"I've got the remote control. My rules. Sorry."

"You're so bossy."

"That's why you love me, right?"

--she hits him with a cushion--

--kissing ensues, TV forgotten--

Okay, off on a tangent a bit there, but you get the idea, I'm sure. I'd say they have been going out at least a few months. They must have done.

Aww, they're so cute! He just touched her hand, and now they're looking at each other, all smiles. She's just said something that made him laugh, and now he's leaning in for a kiss. I'm going to stop looking. I'm not that nosy! Okay, who am I kidding, I am that nosy. He didn't kiss her though, just moved their faces a lot closer together. They can't keep their eyes off each other, and he's just put his hand softly under her chin. They only stop like that for a moment though. Now he's leaning back in his seat again, and they are both laughing at something. She's leaning on the table to get closer to him again. They are totally in love. Could they be any less subtle about it? God, give a single woman a break please! They are just too cute together, it is making me feel lonely!

Anyway, I'm sure you didn't really want to read some monologue about someone else's love-life. I was planning on telling you how the last few days have been, but I'll just write again tomorrow. And I'll try not to get quite so sidetracked!

Lots of Love,

Tara xxx

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Oh, and by the way, the little TV argument was based on real life (my real life)...so thanks for that inspiration Cal :-)