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Log; Incomplete

When; Friday, October 24th; Evening
Rating; PG (shouldn't be more)
Characters; Abby

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Summary; The two go to Lux for a date.
Log; Abby is all dressed and ready to go. It wasn't that hard really. All she had to do was take off her lab coat after work. Now, she is sitting near the door with her dog at her side on the couch. Not that long ago, she was pacing but decided that typing away on her laptop was more productive. Much more soothing too.

There are always risks to going out on a date with someone you barely know. She'd gotten a stalker several years back because of that. Though, that's why she chose to have them go to Lux. Gren would be there. She isn't expecting Carlos to actually pull anything bad but knowing that a friend would be nearby just in case feels really good. Otherwise, she's actually pretty excited about that.

She does have a question though.

Turning to her dog, she frowns. "Jethro, do you think he's the fashionably late type or the right on time type? I can't figure it out. Never been on a date with a wizard before after all. It's kind of hard to figure out. I mean, I'm fine with either. Just not being stood up. That sucks. So, he better not do that. You don't think he will, do you?"

The German Shepherd looks up at her. He's still a puppy (even if his size doesn't show it) but he's a great listener.

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Carlos was nervous. He didn't want to be, but he was. He had to play it cool, though. There was no call for Abby to know he'd never been on an actual date before. None. He ran a hand nervously over his cin, feeling his ghost of a goatee and smiled his trademark grin. She said she thought it was adorable. Not exactly what he'd been going for, but it would suffice.

As he came up on the house that had to be hers he checked his watch. 7 o'clock on the dot. Damn, he was good. He straightened the legs of his newly purchased slacks, black with off-white pin stripes, and adjusted the fit of his black button down. You can do this, Carlos, he assured himself. You're the man.

He walked up the front steps and knocked.

"He's the right on time type. Wish me luck!" Leaning down, she kissed him then quickly signed an order to him. The laptop then when into her bag and bag and dog went off to her bedroom. From there, Abby went to the door with a big smile on her face. Opening it, the smile brightened.

"Hi there. Wow. You look hot. Talk about great taste in clothes."

She made a show of checking him out before stepping out and closing the door behind her.

Carlos' cocky smile wavered a bit, but he got it back in place. He really liked the way her pig-tails bounced when she walked. They were just so darned cute.

He smoothed his hand down his sleeve before offering his arm to her. "Well, I guess I just clean up well. You're lookin' pretty good yourself."

He turned from the door, but stopped short. "So, which way are we heading?" A slight blush was slowly turning his ears pink, but to his credit, it was the only uneasiness he as showing.

Abby took his arm. It's really sweet. The last guy to offer his arm to her had been Gren. And he didn't count for date stuff. He was just a friend.

"Thank you. This way!" Pointing in the direction she was referring too, she tugged on his arm as they started off. The pink tinge to his ears didn't go unnoticed. She thought it was really cute.

"Okay, this is going to seem like a really weird question but are you a huggy person? Because some people aren't. I've found out that I have quite a few friends here who don't like hugs. That's a bit weird. Maybe I should rephrase the question. Do you like hugs?"

Huggy? Christ she was cute. He followed her lead, trying to pay attention to her and where they were going. He didn't want to have to take directions twice.

"I'll put it this way, Abby," He looked toward her, the smile never having left his face. "If hugs were to run for president, I wouldn't vote against them."

She positively beamed at the answer. "Really? That's great! I like giving people hugs. So, I had to ask. To check, you know?"

Abby didn't even bother to cover up how her face had lit up and was still lit up. When something excited her, he just couldn't manage to hide it. From anyone. And this definitely excited her.

Her smile was infectious. He couldn't help himself. He had a good feeling about this date already, and they hadn't even made it to the club/bar thing yet. This was going to be a fun night.

He heaved a sigh of near-contentment. "So, was I gonna get one? Or do I have to wait?"

"Aw! You can have one anytime you want, Carlos." Stopping, she turned and threw her arms around him for one of her infamous hugs. If there was one thing she can't get enough of, it was hugs. Well, hugs and Caf-Pow. But the second one was mostly the caffeine addiction.

"There. All better." Pulling back a little, she smiled again. "Want another one?"

Carlos laughed. He couldn't remember the last time he'd just laughed. There was always something behind it, be it worry or fear, that flavored the laughter. Not this time. It was just happy.

He let her pull away, though. He was actually kind of hungry. "No, I think I'm good for now," he said, smiling all the while. If nothing else, this girl was fun to be around. She made it easy to put all his worry aside and just be Carlos. He couldn't remember the last time that had happened.

"I'm starving. Does this place serve food?"

Abby decided that he had a really nice laugh. Which was good. Listening to a laugh that wasn't nice wasn't fun at all. She took his arm again and shook her head.

"No. But Seventh Heaven is close by it. Really close if I remember right. We can go there first. Lux just serves great drinks."

She thought about it for a second then nodded. "Plus, the food is good at Seventh Heaven. I go there for lunch sometimes during my breaks. And I've been there once or twice for dinner. Does that sound good?"

"It sounds like food," Carlos replied, "I'm not very hard to please. If it fills me up, I'm there. Let's do it."

"So," he started, then paused. So what, he thought. He was no good at this small talk thing. He's never really had any practice. "What do you do when you're not...lab-working?"

"Seventh Heaven it is!"

Abby titled her head slightly in thought. "Let's see, when I'm not at work then I'm usually with friends. Lately, I've been spending a lot of time with Gren. I met him several months ago. Or I'm with Jethro Jr. He's my dog. A German Shepherd. He's practically full grown now but really he's just a puppy."

What else did she do? She'd been at work a lot recently. "It kind of depends on whether there is a curse or not. For example, I recently got turned into a dog when everyone was getting turned into animals."

Carlos shook his head. These curses were really confusing. He's only experienced the one, and with every moment that passed between he and Abby, he was more thankful to all the deities of this place for making them play Truth or Dare.

"I can't complain about the last curse. I mean, 'truth or dare'? Come on." He smiled his cocky smile and chuckled quietly. "If we hadn't played that, we'd never have met."

"You're lucky you didn't see all the dares I was doing that day. I didn't choose truth once." They made their way through the gate leading back into the City and then in the direction of Seventh Heaven.

"But you're right. My theory is that the curses bring people together. This being brought together worked out more nicely than most though." She had almost forgotten about dating. That would have just been terrible.

"I'd say it worked out pretty well for me, at least." His smile was more bashful this time, and he ducked his head a little as he said it. He felt genuinely lucky to be with her, even if it turned out to be just for the evening.

"I would've loved to see what you did that day."

"That would have been interesting. I was kissing people, wearing bright colors, putting my bra in the freezer then wearing it again...I didn't turn anything down."

Carlos was so cute when he got that bashful look on his face. Smile or otherwise. It just made her smile more.

"It was pretty wild."

"Sounds like it." He wondered why it took being shoved into another world to meet a girl like this.

He got a mischievous look on his face. "So," he whined in his best impersonation of a four year old. "Are we there yet?"

She couldn't stop herself from biting her lips at that. The impersonation was just too funny.

"No sweetie. We have to take twenty more steps. Do you think you can handle that?" Because sure enough, the sign saying Seventh Heaven was just ahead.

He laughed, as much at himself as at her 'mom' voice. "After a walk like that, it sure feels like Heaven." He gave her his smile again.
"Let's get some grub, chica."

He grabbed her hand and playfully dragged her inside.

"Yes, sir!" Following after him, she looked around the restaurant/bar. They were here for the food though. But she was naturally a curious person so she couldn't resist the look. Especially when she made sure to check out her date as she did so.

The two of them were noticed right away and led over to a table where she scooted her table closer to his so she could look at what he was looking at on the menu. "Best part is the variety. I usually get that." She pointed so he would know what she was talking about.

Followed her pointing, taking a look at the menu, he cocked his head to the side and looked a little confused. He turned the menu over. He still looked confused. He could barely stop himself from laughing as he said, "What is that?"

The picture of chicken caesar salad was inviting. It looked pretty tasty, actually. "We don't have this stuff where I'm from." He smiled but quickly hid it.

"I have no idea. It tastes good though. Originally I ordered it because I didn't know what I wanted so I asked the person taking my order to make a recommendation. It's some kind of soup. Still haven't got a clue as to what's in it. I figure if I keep eating it, I'll figure out what."

Abby looked at the menu the looked at him. What did they have then? Speaking of which, where exactly did he come from? Good questions to ask.

"Where are you from exactly?"

"I think I'll just have the steak," He said, after pondering over the menu for a moment. It was confusing, looking at it, almost like visiting a new country.

"Oh," he said, realized she'd asked him a question. All this ... newness was starting to send his mind reeling. "I'm from L.A. Where are you from?"

"Technically, I was born in New Orleans. So, I grew up there. I live on the east coast now. Near NCIS headquarters. It makes getting there easier. I still have some family that lives that. New Orleans, I mean."

Every so often she went back home but that was rare. Really rare now that she was here. going home just really wasn't an option unless the City decided to send someone back.

"Yeah, I'm from L.A., but that doesn't mean I'm there very often. Hell, most of the time, I'm not even in California. I travel a lot for work."

He gave a chuckle. Work. From what he heard, the US Army gives out great benefits to it's soldiers. Sure, they send them off to war, possibly to die, but they have nice fringes. "My whole family's back in Los Angeles. I hardly ever see them. I didn't see them much during my apprenticeship, and now...well, almost never."

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