Sorry guys it's only a page. It hasn't even been properly edited but I needed to get it up now or it would have never happened and this story would be doomed to exist in limbo for all eternity and I don't want that. Hopefully my muse will co-operate and I'll be able to write more soon.

~IV~

So he was checking you out? Big whoop, like that's never happened before, Gabrielle looked over her shoulder. Stop sitting on the kitchen table Xena!

The small blonde woman then turned her attention back to a large pot full of spaghetti on the stove and stared at it critically. Xena stuck her tongue out at her friend as she slowly got off the table.

Alti came sauntering in and threw a look at Xena that resembled the way the demon cat often looked at her bowl of sardines and other dead marine creatures minced in a gravy. It seemed to scream you're mine.

Did you see that, the cat's giving me the creeps again!

Don't be silly Xena, the next thing you'll be claiming the fish is performing Always something there to remind me'.

You never know, Xena pouted.

What's the big deal about this guy anyway? Men look, they look a lot, generally they don't feature in the dinner time rant. Unless...You looked back didn't you?

Gabrielle dumped the pasta strainer on the bench top and her entire being changed. No longer was she preoccupied with dinner, her body language now screamed girly gossip time' and a cheesy grin occupied her face.





Maybe just a little.

Ha! I knew it, Gabrielle clapped her hands together. Now, tomato or cream based sauce?