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Late Night Dim Sum – Section 2-14
She actually felt herself blush from her ears to her toes.
”Alright, it’s settled then!” He said as he turned to go back to the car, leaving her rooted to the spot, gaping after him.
”Come on Peck! Let’s roll!” he called over his shoulder.
She was a few steps behind him when she finally managed to shoot back, ”Ok, but you’re buying.”
The day had been grueling, Nick had been downright weird, and not in a good way, and all she wanted to do now was to go home and curl up on the couch with a beer and World of Warcraft. And now she was on a double date with Oliver and Celery. Weird. Weird but good she decided. Here she was in spite of it all, sitting at a table in this back ally bar, that she would not have dreamed of setting foot in had they not been meeting Holly and Celery there. When she and Oliver arrived, she had seriously wondered why Holly had sounded so excited by Celery’s suggestion. However, the high-octane exotic martinis and late night dim sum were definitely beginning to grow on her. She was busy picking at her insanely good steamed barbeque pork bun and shrimp dumplings, when Oliver went to order another round of weird, but tasty, Asian inspired cocktails. It greatly amused her that Celery and Holly had hit it off so remarkably well. She was watching them have an animated discussion about the preservation and cleaning of bones and the chemical analysis of various herbs when Oliver returned with their drinks from the bar.
”Who knew being a witch would make you such a nerd?” Gail complained. ”Maggots! Ugh! That’s disgusting!”
The two women turned to briefly look at her. Holly raised an eyebrow and smiled that sappy, love-sick, ridiculously beautiful smile that never failed to turn Gail inside-out without ever breaking stride in their conversation. Did she even know what effect she was having on Gail’s hormones?
Oliver laughed, bringing Gail back from her Holly induced haze. ”Yeah, I was afraid this might happen.” He took a tentative sip of his drink, ”Hey, not bad.” He mused, scarfing down another shrimp shumi. ”It’s funny how things happen, ” He began, ”you know, one day everything is great, and the next thing you know, you are waking up in the boot of some psycho’s car.”
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I love gail and olivers friendship on the show it one of the best and im pleased you’ve brought it to your story pps