A/N: I've had several ask for a one shot fluff piece so here it is, unbetaed. I apologize for any mistakes. I hope this makes you smile.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck


Chuck pulled his phone out of his pants, and using skills he had mastered at the Buy More, shot a text off to Ellie, never looking at the phone, looking at his date the entire time.

I'm going to murder you.

She won't shut up!

I'm going to talk about Jill, that's the only way she'll go away.

Chuck felt his phone buzz and glanced down.

NO YOU AREN'T

Brenda is a nice person

Chuck shoved his phone back in his pocket all while having a fake smile on his face, and listening her to continue on about her job at the bookstore.

"Hi, I'm Sarah, and I will be your waitress this evening, can I start you off with a drink?" The waitress asked. Brenda ignored her, and as Chuck looked up at her, he saw Sarah roll her eyes at his date. Chuck managed to not laugh.

"Oh, nothing for me please, I'll feel bloated with beer, and wine does funny things to my head," Brenda said.

Chuck turned toward the waitress, his eyes wide, the fake smile stuck on his face. "I'd like something, anything you'd recommend?"

"I could just surprise you," Sarah replied.

"Oh you don't want that," Brenda said. "There's no telling how bad it would taste."

"I'm feeling adventurous," Chuck countered. Sarah grinned at him.

"One drink coming up, do you want to order now?"

"I need a few minutes," Brenda said.

"I guess we need a few minutes," Chuck confirmed. Sarah nodded and walked away.

"She's obviously one of those," Brenda said.

"One of those what?" Chuck asked.

"You know, blondes that are here trying to find an acting job. She'll probably end up in porn or something before it's over, or maybe a high price call girl," Brenda said disgustedly, while flipping through the menu.

"Oh look, I got a text from work," Chuck lied. "Let me go call them, but not here, because that would be rude."

"Whatever," Brenda said, looking through the menu. Chuck stood and headed toward the bathrooms, knowing no where else to go.

"Running?" he heard a voice say. He turned and there was the waitress. "There's a phone over here to make calls, since I'm sure that's what you're doing right now," she said, grinning at him.

"You ever get set up on a blind date by your sister?" Chuck asked, following Sarah.

"Oh, God, that sounds horrible," Sarah said, laughing. "Need help getting out of the date?"

"I'd love it, but my sister would murder me," Chuck said. He began to chuckle while he was holding the receiver, while Sarah was making a drink. "You ever see Another Thin Man? I'd love to do something like that but my sister's a doctor."

"Oh, that's even better," Sarah said. "Is your date a doctor?"

"No," Chuck replied. "It's one of her non-doctor friends.

"What's your sister's name?" Sarah inquired.

"Ellie," Chuck replied. "But I can't, I really can't."

Sarah nodded, understanding. "If you change your mind, tug on your right ear, I'll get you out of it."

"You must find me terrible," Chuck replied.

"I find her terrible," Sarah replied. "So what made you leave?"

Chuck studied her a second and then grinned. "She said you must be one of 'those'. You're just working here until Hollywood casts you. Basically you're headed for a life as a porn star according to her."

Sarah rolled her eyes. "I actually like this job. I'm finishing up my degree in linguistics and going to work with children."

"That's awesome," Chuck replied and then shook his head. "Sorry, my brother-in-law uses that word so many times I call him Awesome."

She pushed the drink to him. "Give it a try," she said. He took a drink, his eyes widened and he looked at her. "Good, huh?" Chuck nodded. "It's my favorite, Belvedere with a splash of freshly squeezed grapefruit."

"It's sad, I'm enjoying spending time with you more than my date," Chuck said, not thinking. A grin crossed Sarah's face.

"You know, I'm not one who believes in chasing guys who are on a date, but if she were to leave you, I might feel obligated to go out with you."

"For pity?" Chuck asked.

Sarah nodded. "Is that bad?"

"Are you kidding, I expect a pity date from would be 1000% times better than Brenda's best one." Chuck paused and sighed. "But, that would be terrible of me to do, so…" Sarah smiled at him.

"You're a good one…."

"Chuck," he replied. "Chuck Bartowski." With that, he smiled at her and returned to his seat with his drink. "Sorry that took so long, Lester was wondering how to turn on a PC."

"Who's that?" Brenda asked.

"You know the guy I work with," Chuck replied.

"Fire him," Brenda said with a shrug. "If they can't do the job without your help, get rid of them." Chuck saw Sarah's face, hearing that as she approached.

"Are we ready?" Sarah asked. Chuck turned to her and it took everything in his power not to tug on his right ear.

"I'll have the chicken finger salad, but no lettuce." Chuck's eyes went wide. "Too much fiber," she explained. "Wait," she said, stopping Sarah from turning to Chuck. "I could have the burrito…"

"Wouldn't the beans give you too much fiber?" Chuck asked.

"I'd get it without beans," she said.

"What was I thinking?" Chuck asked Sarah. She twisted her lips trying not to smile.

"Are you flirting with her?" Brenda asked.

"No, he's not," Sarah replied. "He a movie producer trying to get me into the business. He's been nice enough to offer me a private audition tomorrow."

"Excuse me?!"

"He's offered to give me private coaching," Sarah continued. Brenda glared at Chuck, stood up, slammed the menu to the table.

"And here I was so sure you were a good one, God you men are pigs!" and with that, Brenda stormed out. Chuck just sat there, laughing his head off.

"Has anyone told her it's the ruffage in lettuce…not fiber?" Sarah asked. Chuck laughed even harder.

}o{

"I'm sorry, I should have waited until you pulled on your ear," Sarah said, sitting across from Chuck a few hours later. They were at an all-night diner, and Chuck had gotten a burrito, with beans, and Sarah a chicken finger salad, with lettuce.

"Please, don't apologize," Chuck said, watching the door open and Ellie come in. Chuck's smile began to grow. "Uh, Ellie's here."

"Welp, guess I'm in trouble," Sarah said to him. Ellie walked up to them, shaking her head, motioning to Chuck to scoot over.

"How's your acting coaching going?" Ellie asked Chuck. Sarah burst out laughing. "You know what kills me?" She paused and turned to Sarah. "I'm sorry, I'm Ellie, Chuck's sister."

"I'm Sarah, Chuck's second date for the night," Sarah replied, reaching across the table and shaking Ellie's hand.

"And from what I hear, by far, the best one," Ellie said. "She believed that my brother was going to be that guy. She never asked him if that's what was going on, or even if he really had invited you, and she just jumped to her own conclusion."

"It's almost like she wants to be miserable," Sarah said, as she took a bite.

"She's a different person when talking about men." Ellie said, shaking her head, disgusted. "What are you two eating?"

"Well, Brenda couldn't decide whether or not to have a salad without lettuce or a burrito without beans so we, being huge jerks," Chuck began.

"The biggest jerks," Sarah added.

Chuck nodded to her in agreement and then turned back to Ellie. "We decided to have the things she couldn't."

"You two are horrible…and I totally approve," Ellie said, grinning at them.

"Thanks, Mom," Chuck replied. She socked him on the shoulder. "OW!"

"Don't be a jerk," Ellie muttered. "Thank you for saving him," she said, turning to Sarah.

"Wanna know what I really like about him?" Sarah asked. Ellie nodded. "I told him to pull his right ear and I'd get him out of the date. He never did." Sarah studied him for a minute. "He never would have either."

"Nope," Ellie replied. "Even when he was texting me I knew he wouldn't just dump her."

"He's a good one," Sarah added.

"I agree," Ellie said, getting up to leave. "You two have fun, and Sarah, make him bring you to the apartment for dinner some time."

"Thank you, Ellie," Sarah said.

"Did I tell you what's she's studying in college?" Chuck asked as Ellie rose. "Linguistics to help kids." Ellie just studied Sarah for a moment.

"How about tomorrow night for dinner?" Ellie asked Sarah.

"Can I come to?" Chuck asked, grinning.

"You have to, you're bringing her," Ellie said. "I need to get one of these set-ups right for you." And with that, Ellie left.

"I guess you'll have to go on a second date with me," Chuck said to Sarah and then worry shot across his face. "Wait, do you have to work?"

"Nope," Sarah replied, picking up a cherry tomato and popping it in her mouth. "So that just means I have to get you to ask me out for the third, since I kinda asked you out for this one."

"If you survive Ellie and Awesome, then I'll take you whereever," Chuck replied. An evil grin crossed Sarah's face.

}o{

A few days later

"Hi, welcome…." Brenda began as she saw the couple entering the bookstore. "Oh my God!"

"Hey, Brenda, wasn't it?" Sarah asked. "Do you have the Kama Sutra?" Brenda stormed away.

"So is that a no?" Chuck called after her. The two laughed, left the bookstore and headed to the hospital to read to the kids in the oncology ward.

"We are evil," Sarah said.

"So evil," Chuck replied. "Would you like to be evil with me later on this week?"

"Chuck, I'd like to think we're evil, exclusively." Chuck smiled as they entered the hospital.


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