Another short one, just to show I'm still updating.
The guys are already at the Robber as Jane and Maura arrive, the boys already two drinks ahead of them. The women join the men at their usual booth.
"Hey Rizzoli, the usual? What about you Maura what would you like to drink?"
They had spoken on the way about trying to remain 'in character' and behave how they would normally. A task both of them expects to be difficult, particularly when all Jane wants is an ice cold beer and not wine. She speaks through Maura's gritted teeth.
"Red wine please, Barry. Whatever they got it is fine."
"I would looooove my usual please, Frost."
Jane glares at herself, trying to convey to Maura that she is overdoing it trying to impersonate her. Wait, this could be fun!
Frost disappears to the bar and returns with a round of drinks.
"Here you go ladies. Enjoy."
Frost places the glasses down in addition to shots of tequila for everyone.
Maura watches herself drink the ruby liquid wishing for wine rather than beer.
"This is chalky. It's a chalky cabernet."
Maura glares at herself. She isn't that much of a snob is she? Maura hears a sound she never thought that she would make as she snorts.
Thank you Jane.
"Doc, did you just snort?" Barry seems confused by the usually demure doctor snorting with laughter.
"Yes Barry I did."
The women look at each other. It's as if for the second time that day they have the same thought: so much for their earlier plan. This was game on.
"You know actually I would really love what Jane is having. I would very much like to try beer. Did you know beer is one of the oldest beverages in the world?"
She had seen that in the back of a beer mat. It sounded Maura like.
"Really Mauuurrrrrrrr, that's fascinating!"
Barry looks between the two women. This is different to their usual banter. The air is charged with amusement, attraction and a hint of danger.
Maura reaches Jane's hand towards the shot glass of tequila. She looks into her own eyes and licks Jane's tongue the length of the back of Jane's hand. She sees herself gulp.
Game on Jane!
Maura picks up the salt sel and shakes the salt onto the saliva that is glistening on the back of Jane's hand.
"à votre santé."
Maura keeps eye contact with herself. Jane's tongue darts out and licks the salt, she downs the silver liquid, feeling the burn as the tequila flows down Jane's throat and the sharp citric burn of the lime as Jane's teeth bite down into the clear flesh.
"Woah, Rizzoli, since when do you speak French?"
"Yes Jane? When did you start speaking French?"
"It's your Google-mouth Maura, it rubs off on me."
The alcohol has made Maura a bit flirty. The underlying sub-text of the statement isn't missed on Barry or Jane.
Barry looks again between the two women. If this night carries on like this he might finally be able to collect that fifty bucks that Korsak owes him. Mind you he'd have to give it straight to Frankie.
Barry stands, feeling uncomfortable at the heat coming off these two.
"I'll get us some more shots and you a beer Maura."
Maura drains the beer in front of Jane.
"Actually Barry, could you get me another beer please? I really like the way the hops and barley blend in this particular beer."
Jane shakes Maura's head. As soon as Barry disappears she hisses at Maura.
"What are you doing?"
"Enjoying boys night. Is this not what you would normally do on boys night?"
"Well yeah, we drink beer and tequila. Whisky too a bit later. That's not what I mean though Maura. You're behaving very unlike you."
"That's because I'm you Jane. I intend to have fun."
Maura hears a cheer as she notices Korsak sinking the black ball in the game of pool he has just won.
"Are you coming?"
"Where?"
Jane follows her own gaze and sees Maura's intention.
"Maura. Maura!"
Jane watches as she walks towards the pool table. Never before has she seen her own hips sway in that manner. She can't help but feel a shudder of arousal. Right then she feels narcissistic.
It was going to be a long night...