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Chapter 4

In each car nothing of any worth was said. It was not a bad thing; it was just early so everyone was still waking up. The conversations in each car were completely inane. They arrived at a small diner and got out of their cars. Everyone stretched as soon as they got out. It hadn't been a long trip, but they did leave early after all, so they were still out of it. Everyone walked into the small diner. They waited for the waitress; an older lady wearing a single ponytail walked over to them and guided everyone over to a spacious booth. When they were all seated, she gave everyone a menu; after the orders were placed, the women got up from the booth, and headed over to the bathroom. Leaving the guys sitting with each other; after a second, Jack broke the silence

Jack: So my little brother's finally tying the knot. I can't believe it.

Shawn: I know right. Seemed like I'd never thought I would be here.

Cory: I always knew. For some reason I knew it would be her.

Shawn: How because the universe works out for you? It was never like that for me Cory. You know that.

Eric: But my lil bro here. You know how he is, he can never accept anything told to him, neither can I. it always has to work out for the people we love.

Jack: I know that for a fact. The two of you are so much alike.

Cory looked suspiciously after jack's comment

Cory (eyeing Jack): What are you getting at Hunter?

Jack: just that you both have great hearts.

Cory and Eric both got twinkly eyed for a second, looking at their two best friends each sighed

Eric: Awww shut it.

Shawn chuckled at Eric.

Shawn (looking at Jack): so what have you been up to Jack? You've been all over the place lately. You know this is important me. What gives?

Jack: I promise you there's a good reason, just one I can't tell you right now.

Shawn (accepting): Fair enough.

There was no anger in his voice and jack could sense that. They all sat in the booth, talking about whatever came to mind. While this was going on, the ladies were headed to the restroom, Topanga grabbed a newspaper from the rack; it was turned backwards, she didn't care. She didn't even have to use the restroom at all, but the other ladies did, she just grabbed it to falsely read while they all talked. While in the restroom, it was discovered none of them actually had to go, but they went in just in case, and to have girl-talk. Angela stared in the mirror, she started to cry.

Rachel: what's wrong honey?

Angela (sobbing): Nothing. Everything's just so perfect. I'm going to marry the man I love. I have his child growing in me, we're all together. I'm just so happy.

Rachel: Oh Angela, that's a good thing, those are all good things.

Her eyes started to well up, they were both crying together. Topanga would've joined them but the headline of the paper made her eyes go wide.

Topanga: Have any of you seen this!

Angela and Rachel dried their eyes to get a better look at the paper. When they saw it they all looked puzzled.

Topanga: I think somebody's going to have a lot to explain. We'll confront him after—

They all ran to a stall. They guys were all sitting, waiting for their meals to arrive. The waitress finally brought out all the plates. Good thing too because the girls came storming out of the bathroom. They weren't angry but they did need answers. Topanga held out the paper for all to see. All had a look of shock on their collective faces.

Cory: That's pretty darn big news.

Jack: How did this happen?

Eric: Well she's talented; I knew that she would do well.

Shawn (confused): What are you talking about Eric?

Eric: Corinna's album making number one on the charts. Isn't that what you guys are talking about?

Cory (speaking gently): Eric, my dear brother, I think that they're referring to the headline.

Eric looked at the headline of the paper. Right there in bold letters it read: Randall Shappiro Financing wedding.

Eric: Uh-huh, so what's your point?

Angela: Eric, honey. You sure this isn't going to be a problem?

Eric (mouthful of food): Nope

Shawn (trying to remain calm): what makes you say that?

Eric; I wrote a few checks, somebody probably sent the information to the media. No big deal. Your wedding is a huge deal. It'll be like Cory and Topanga, only we won't end up in jail. Worse that happens; they won't get a shot of the elusive tycoon.

They were all taken aback by his observance; they had always doubted him before. But all the things they learned about him put them at an odd ease. Everyone just continued eating. The meals were finished; they paid the bill, left a nice tip, and got into their cars. Philadelphia was getting ever so closer