Silly Series


You’re So Not Getting Any!



Well how do you like this place?

It’s nice.

Just nice?  I brought you here cuz you have a good eye and I want your opinion; besides I thought you like being on a date.

A date?—Brian this is business.

Well we can still have a good time.

True.



You’re so not getting any!

Bri---what did I do?

Like you don’t know.

Enlighten me.

You’re such a flirt, I could say something else but I’m being nice.

What are you saying?

I thought the waiter was going to cream his pants as you ordered!

Oh, well, who knew asparagus in butter sauce could be such a turn on.

Grrrrrr.

Oh, Brian calm down.

Nothing tonight, nothing tomorrow.

Sigh---wait a minute, I know what this is about---you’re jealous.

No, I’m not.

Yes you are, you’re jealous cuz he came on to me and not you.

No.

Yes.



Fuckin’ little twat, keep it up and you wont get any for three days.

Giggle



You’ll have to excuse me Brian I need to use the men’s room, try not to bite the waiter’s head off while I’m gone.

Brat.



Hey, do you see my angry friend over there---do you know who he is?

Yeah, he’s Brian Kinney; the owner saw him come in, I know he wants Mr. Kinney to do an ad campaign for the restaurant.  Why is he angry, my boss told me not to fuck this up.

You paid too much attention to me and not enough to him.

Oh shit, what can I do to fix this; I need my job.

Don’t worry, bring him a double Beam and flirt, turn on your charm; I’ll be in the men’s room.

Uh, are you sure?

I’m sure.

But what if he wants to meet up later or something.

I’ll try to hold him back, but if not, smile and take it like a man; believe me you wont regret it.

Okay.



Miss me.

Smiling---Yeah, that little twink of a waiter was all over me while you were gone.



You want dessert?

You know I don’t do dessert.

Okay.



You ready to go.

Uh huh.

This place is nice I think I can do up a nice little campaign.

Good.



Uh, Justin?…um do you mind if I do some work first, I have some ideas in my head about the restaurant and I want to jot them down.

No, I don’t mind.

Thanks, it wont take long I promise.

Uh huh…sigh, I’m so not getting any.









Sabina

Oct. 1, 2003