AUTHORS NOTE: I AM NOT EVEN GOING TO ATTEMPT TO WRITE THE ACCENTS IN ( I MIGHT TRY WITH GUIN THOUGH BEECAUSE SOUTHERN IS SOMETHING I KNOW WELL)...SO PLEASE JUST IMAGINE THAT THEY'RE THERE... CHAPTER STATUS-COMPLETE (HAS BEEN EDITED)

CHAPTER 2 : TACO ANYONE?

In the back room of MacGintys Connor and Romeo were playing a game of pool together while Murphey sat on top of the old broken pinball machine a open pizza box in his lap. Murphy took a piece and bit into it trying and failing to get the girl out of his head, he couldn't stop thinking about her especially her eyes he had never seen eyes that were that color gold before, they were nice eyes too, large and almond shaped and they way they had looked him over when he sent that 'sorry' her way, he could have sworn those eyes had looked at him with interest. Even now he could still feel the heat they caused when he looked into them. 'FUCK' he thought shaking his head. Connor looked over at him just then

"What's up murph? You seem a wee bit distracted." Connor said to him

"Nothing!" Murphy replied but thinking to himself 'HER!"

"Oh I know man" Romeo teased " He's thinking about that hot little mamacita. He wants to taste her taco!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! NO I DON"T!" Murphy shouted at him while a small voice in his head said 'YES I DO!' which made him even madder.

Conner and Romeo were just looking at him and laughing and Murphy could see that Connor was about to say something so he put the pizza behind him , jumped off his perch and stomped over to the window pulling it open and crawled out side onto the fire escape slamming the window closed behind him. As he was lighting his smoke he heard Connor say " Me thinks he doth protest too much!" followed by more laughter….

Guin was sitting in front of the window smoking a joint , she had her feet up on the desk in her hotel room pondering the events of the evening. 'Who in the hell were those guys? And why the fuck were they there?' she thought to herself while sipping on the bottle of Bacardi 151 in her joint free hand. 'Shit I needed to talk to that guy I'm pretty sure I could have gotten something out of him, but NO these other motherfuckers had to show up and try to kill him'

"FUCK!FUCK!FUUCCKK!" she yelled aloud throwing her bottle against the wall where it shattered spraying rum everywhere "I shoulda worn a wig and contacts, shit! now they know what I look like! MOTHERFUCKER! but really what are the odds of running into them again?"

'Why did I do that?' she thought when she saw what she had done without thinking 'that was stupid cause I'm not nearly drunk yet...oh well fuck it'. Guin got up and decided to shower and go find a bar. As she got under the hot stream of water she said softly "Well at least I got to get a look at Mr. sparkling blue eyes"

After finishing her shower Guin pulled on her favorite pair of dark blue wranglers, they were a little worn but fit like they were painted on. She chose a white button up shirt with a grey tank underneath and her best boots, on her way out the door she put on her black texas hatters high roller with rattlesnake band and grabbed her black leather blazer from her suitcase, putting her arms into it as she walked down the hall. When she walked out onto the street she wrinkled her nose at the smell of the city wishing a moment for home. 'Damn I hope my jacket is warm enough for november, I hate New England it's too fucking COLD! and the air is too goddamned DRY! I'd give my left arm for a little humidity' she thought as she set off on foot looking for a bar and hoping she found one before closing time.

When she had walked for awhile she saw a pub across the street with "MacGintys" on the sign painted in green, she turned on her heel and waited for traffic so she could cross. On her way across the road she noticed a few people through the window sitting at the bar, checking her watch she noticed that it was only 1am 'Well this looks promising, I've got a full hour or so to drink, that's all I need' she thought as she approached the door and reached out for the handle...

Doc was behind the bar wiping a glass dry and listening to the banter of the fellows in the pub. They kept refering to him as "FuckASS " as if it were his name. One of them yelled "Hey FUCK ASS get me a beer" as he turned to get it he thought 'I hated it when Rocco used to say that and I liked him, these wankers just piss me off'. He slammed the beer onto the counter and considered closing early and going upstairs to sit with the boys in the old speakeasy room when the door opened and a lass with a cowboy hat pulled down over her eyes stepped through, a silence came over the place and all eyes turned to look at her. She took off the hat and walked up to the bar taking a seat on one of the stools, every eye in the place followed her the whole way. setting the hat down on the bar she smiled at him.

"Evening sir! when is closing time?" She asked in a adorable southern accent

"T-T-Th-Three O'clock... FUCK! ASS! " Doc stammered , shit he hated doing that but the sweet lass just raised an eyebrow, still smiling at him so he asked her "Wh-wha-what'll y-you have?"

"Got any rum back there darlin'? she inquired

Doc turned around looking over his shelves and found what he was after, a very dusty bottle of Captain Morgan turning back he showed it to her . She seemed a tad disappointed but took it in stride.

"That will do thank you, I'll take a triple please, straight up" she smiled at him again making his chest flutter a bit, thats when he noticed her eyes were the color of gold... 'BEAUTIFUL' he thought as he poured her drink wondering a little at her choice of liquor, he had never had anyone ask for rum here, let alone rum straight up. He handed it to her and she took it and said "Thank you very much." and downed the whole thing in one swallow. 'Another please" she asked and Doc just chuckled and thought 'Now theres a lass who knows how to drink', then he noticed all the lads were still staring at her he shouted at them "E-E-eyes t-t-o y-ye... FUCK! ASS! ... E-E-Eyes Off!" The assholes just laughed at him but the lass gave them a look of death and they shut up quick and turned away. She smiled at Doc again and said "Asshole alert...geez." and she shook her head and sipped at her drink this time.

"You have a name darlin'? I'm Guinevere." she stated as she reached over the bar to shake Docs hand

"D-D-Doc" he said and now her smile grew even wider

"REALLY?" she laughed "What's up Doc?" ...

Murphy was still on the fire escape smoking ciggarette after ciggarette and he was still thinking of that girl with those damned eyes when he looked in the window and saw Doc enter the room carrying a bottle of whiskey, so he climbed in the window hoping Connor and Romeo had forgotten about teasing him. Docs cheeks were rosy and he seemed excited about something.

"B-B-Boys y-you w-won't be-be-belie... FUCK! ASS! ...t-t-theres a l-l-lass" he said "D-D-Downs-s-t-tairs"

"Aye? a lass? do you have a girl Doc?" Connor asked him with a smile

"N-N-o-o" Doc replied "S-S-weet l-l-lass... FUCK! ASS! ... p-p-retty a-a-nd n-n-ice"

"Pretty?" Romeo asked with interest "Well damn, she can be my juliet man"

"F-F-Fuck o-o-off" Doc said to romeo while pouring everyone a shot "a-and d-d-ream o-on"

" A toast!" Connor said " To pretty lasses" they all raised their drinks and repeated "To pretty lasses!"

"W-W-With g-golden e-eyes!" Doc added to the toast

"WHAT?" Murphy asked as he dropped his drink ...