Bit 6 Chapter VI - Dinner Date

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“Alright,” Erika said that night right before dinner. “Strut your stuff, handsome!”

“You… you really think I look handsome?” Joel beamed.

Erika glared. “No. Just… pretend you are. Georgina loves guys with confidence in their apparel. Now, go ask her if she wouldn’t mind sitting with you! Get going!” Erika shoved Joel out the door wearing a cheap tuxedo.

“You know,” he looked back at her, “I hate you for this.”

“You won’t hate me much longer!” Erika winked at him and then hid herself behind the kitchen door.

“Wow!” Georgina’s voice rang right through the thin wood. “Joel! You look great!”

“T- t- thank you!”

Control your stuttering! Erika thought, annoyed, it’s creepy!

“Well, see you around!” Erika could imagine Georgina waving and smiling her good-natured smile.

“Wait-!” Joel called out suddenly. Erika could picture him reach for her. “Could I…? Maybe…? You know, sit… with you tonight?”

A moment of awkward silence.

Come on, come on, Georgina! Erika held her fists out in a desperate gesture, give in, give in….!

“Alright!”

YES!

“Sure thing! I’d love to!”

“Great!” Erika could hear the joy and excitement in Joel’s voice.

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