This is not a new trend. Don't get used to it. We're just showing you that we can be spontaneous.
"It's not like I'm asking you to lie, just skew the facts a bit." Lindsay Maguire insisted as she puckered her lips in time to apply a different shade of red lipstick. She had a suitcase devoted to just lipstick and she was determined to try them all. "There's no point in having a rendezvous with a French native if you get dragged back by your perfect brown hair." To further explain her argument, she flipped her hair a few times and it fell across her shoulders as smooth as silk.
Georgie glanced up from her current task of painting her fingernails a perfect shade of lavender. She had her book balanced on her left thigh and a pair of sunglasses she had forgotten about tucked on top of her head. "Just think about what you're doing. You've only just met the man. He could be, well, crazy." She leapt toward logic, but watched it crash at her feet.
Veronica paused to correct the braid she was currently weaving in Georgie's hair. Using one hand to push her own blonde locks out of her eyes, she smiled. "You better listen to the little mother, Linds. She knows best after all." She teased gently.
Georgie reached back and smacked her friend's hand lightly, her fingers colliding with the sunglasses. Blushing, she slid them off, careful not to ruin Veronica's hard work.
"Why do you get to have all the fun?" Lindsay asked Georgie, not missing the blush.
"Yeah we can't all meet handsome older men with glamorous jobs."
Georgie drew her hand to her chest. "What are you talking about?" She asked innocently.
Veronica leaned over Georgie's shoulder and grabbed the book from her lap.
"I don't know what we could be referring to."
With an easy air, she tossed the book toward Lindsay's open hands. "Catch Linds."
"Hey! Give that back!" Georgie demanded, instantly lunging forward only to have her head pulled back. "Ow!"
"You don't want messy hair if Mr. Wonderful happens to stop by tonight now do you?" Veronica chided.
Georgie frowned. "He wouldn't stop by at night. He knows the rules." She hated that she came off sounding like the heroine in a romance novel. Steven had mentioned something about maybe stopping by, but she wasn't going to admit to remembering any of that. Especially since her roommates were probably going to split and try to leave them alone together only to drag details out of her later. She didn't know what all of the fuss was about. So she had met a guy? He was her cousin's best friend's brother. How awkward would that be? There was no reason to even consider how it would be because she wasn't going to entertain such thoughts.
"Rules are made to be broken." Lindsay declared.
"Isn't that the truth?" Veronica chimed in.
"Have you both gone mad? What exactly are you insinuating?" Georgie asked boldly.
Lindsay made a few kissing motions at the mirror and smiled at Georgie without turning to face her friend. "You like him, don't you?"
"What? No! He's old enough to be my big brother. That's just disgusting." Georgie assured them weakly.
"Someone protests too much." Veronica nodded catching Lindsay's eye in the mirror. "If you don't like him, why did you spend all day with him the other day?"
"Lost track of time. It's as simple as that." Georgie told them.
"But doing what I wonder?" Lindsay teased, knowing that her naïve friend was probably completely unaware that she was being courted.
"And for the second time? I mean what was the reason for ditching us in Verona again?"
"I didn't ditch anyone! He wanted my opinion on a film location. It was strictly professional." Georgie wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out again. She could feel her face flame at what they were assuming.
"Yeah cause you're the expert on that." Veronica snorted.
Georgie refrained from sticking out her tongue. "And then it got late and we stopped for a bite to eat."
Lindsay beamed. She had no idea what she had just walked into with that statement. "How was your first date? Something to write home about?"
"Date? It wasn't a date. I was feeling a little queasy and he suggested a little café in the area. There was nothing romantic about it." Georgie protested.
"Queasy and he still calls to give you a present." Veronica laughed. "You must be awesome on a first date."
"It wasn't a first of any kind of date." Georgie snapped. "Leave it alone." She implored looking from one roommate to the other.
"Should we let it drop Linds?"
"Heck no." Lindsay shook her head fervently. "She needs to be true to herself and I need to take a layer away from this outfit." She gestured toward her pink satin top, cream jacket, and black pants. Stripping off the jacket, she fingered the straps of her top.
"Sorry Georgie. You lose. And you look fine Lindsay. Quit hogging the mirror."
"Touchy. Do you have a secret boyfriend too?" Lindsay shot back with a grin.
"He's not my boyfriend!" Georgie shrieked.
"Not yet. Give him another week."
"I'm sure he's far too busy to hang out with some kid from Port Charles." Georgie told them.
"But not too busy to email you several times a day." Veronica pointed out.
"Do you want me to cover for the two of you or not?" Georgie used the only bargaining chip she had.
"I think we hit a little too close to the truth. What about you Ronnie?"
"I think so. With Lindsay gone and myself as well, it seems you'll have the entire place to yourself." She said to Georgie.
"What's new about that?" Georgie rolled her eyes.
"Maybe your new friend Steven would like to see your bedroom. Maybe he can make a few suggestions on this particular location." Veronica suggested.
Georgie was about to comment when her cell phone buzzed from the inside of her gray coat. She debated on whether or not to answer it. Only one other person had this number.
"Could be your boyfriend." Lindsay teased in a sing song voice. "You better answer it."
"He's not—oh shut up." Georgie demanded as she walked onto the balcony and shut the doors behind her. "Hello?" She said timidly into the mouthpiece.
"Hi Georgie." Steven cheerfully greeted her. "How are you doing?"
"I'm good. How are you?"
"Praying these lunatics don't change their minds again. Did I tell you they accepted, rejected, accepted, rejected, and accepted those places you picked out?"
"Umm, no." Georgie giggled.
"Well as of right now your fountain is in."
"Fantastic! I mean, I'm glad you were able to convince them. Knew you could." She added awkwardly.
"It was your eye."
"No, I don't think so. I think it was your argument."
"I wouldn't have an argument if you hadn't have spotted it."
"Well, okay. That's true. What are you up to right now? Anything exciting?" She inquired dreamily.
"Nope. Film shoots are interminably boring. The set builders are moving stuff around and in about two hours I'll help lens it, but right now, nothing."
"So you're just sitting around talking to me? You're ruining my image of you being big and important." Georgie blushed at the unintended pun.
"I hate for you to lose that image." Steven laughed. "What can I tell you to revive it?"
"I-I don't know. I was just teasing you." Georgie replied.
"What if I take you out to dinner tonight? Would that help?"
Georgie's lost her voice in her throat. "I don't think I can do that."
"Why not? Are you sick?" Steven asked, his voice full of concern.
"No, no, no. I'm not sick. I just promised my roommates that I would cover for them and we have a curfew." Georgie explained sadly.
"Oh well I can understand that. We'll do it another time. Maybe after you finish that book from Robin."
Georgie buried her face in her hands and balanced the phone between her ear and shoulder. "Would you believe I'm halfway through it just since you gave it to me?"
"Well considering I think you finished Possession while we were walking around Verona, yes I can."
"I did not!" Georgie argued. "I finished it when I got back to the hotel. Which really isn't better I guess."
"Doesn't help your cause. So knowing that, I guess that means you'll be free tomorrow night?"
"You don't give up do you?"
"Am I pushing you? If I am, I'm sorry. It's just I liked talking with you and there's not that many people who will debate me as well as you."
Georgie realized her mistake too late. "I like talking with you too."
"Good. Then there is no reason for us to not to meet for dinner."
Georgie gnawed her fingernail. She wanted to say yes, but she knew her roommates would never let her live it down if she did. "It's too bad we can't see each other tonight. I wouldn't have made other plans if I had known you wanted to..." She let her voice trail off.
"It's fine. I shouldn't have asked at the last minute. But now that we are talking about it, what are your plans for tomorrow?"
"You tell me." Georgie challenged feeling giddy at the prospect.
"Dinner? I should be done around seven."
"Where do you want to meet?"
"I'll pick you up."
"Okay." Georgie agreed, nodding stupidly. "I'll bring you a new book and we can compare it to the suckage of a movie."
"Now that sounds like a plan. I'll see you then."