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Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 04/16 ]

A.J. was in a good mood today, which meant that A.J. was busy drawing up a storm in his sketchbook. Most of the work, however, was turning out to be ideas on the redecoration of the diner, to propose to Lacey hopefully soon. He hoped that she had a lot more drive and ambition than some one like he had, otherwise, by the time she got around to vamping the place up, he'll have graduated and be off to Boston for art school, and then they both lose.

Today's special looked like a redone version of A.J.'s reinactment of the settling of America. He was feeling patriotic. And hungry for turkey.

Luke's is open.

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He'll draw you a pretty picture!

"Hi!" Annette said, immediately as she entered, practically skipping up to the counter to take a seat.

In her hand she was carrying a gift basket and she set this on the counter beside her folded arms. "I'll have a strawberry milkshake, please."

"Strawberry? Not chocolate?" A.J. asked as he looked up from his sketching. "Whoa, there, Annette. Totally rocking my world over here. What's the gift basket for?"

"I thought I would be daring," she said about the shake. Then she bounced and looked at the ~~totally a~~bag~~omg not basket cause I'm dumb~~. It was red with a velvety brown ribbon securing the handles together so there could be no peeking inside.

"It's for you."

"Gotta love that adventurous spirit," A.J. said with a slight grin as he started to get the milkshake together. "And for me, really? What for? I'm pretty sure I'd remember if my birthday or something was coming up..."

"I don't have to have a reason, do I?"

A.J. turned a little pink at that. "Well, no, I guess not," he admitted. "It is a bit of a surprise, though. A good one!" he assured her quickly. "Definitely a good one. Thanks..."

"Welllll..." she hooked her fingers through the loops of the handle and leaned back a little, setting the bag in her lap. "I could always keep it and give it to you after I tell you that I got you a surprise. Then you wouldn't be surprised. I could just like pick up the phone and say, 'Ohhh, hey A.J., I like got you this something that I was going to give you as a nice little surprise, but I don't want you being too surprised so I'm telling you about your surprise now. I'll bring you your surprise say, Sunday, so you won't be surprised when you see me walk in to the diner carrying your surprise in my hands. And ohhh, hey, don't be surprised now, kay?' Yeah, I can totally do that from now on, if you like."

Oh. Annette was wicked.

A.J. gave a firm nod. "Good. You know those surprises, how much I hate them. Best avoided in the future and you do know that I'm totally kidding and I really love surprises, especially if they're coming from you, right?"

He concluded his oh-so-serious babble with a light, hopeful sort of smile.

"...and you know that I'm totally kidding because surprises are the best ever. Who doesn't love a surprise? I mean, it would have to be a good one though and I would never tell you before omigod; who actually does that?" She grinned a bit and nodded, setting the bag on the counter again.

"Now, would you like to open it now, or take it home with you and open it there?" she blinked innocently. "I'm thinking I would like to be around when you open it."

"How's about," A.J. offered, "I open it just as soon as I have this milkshake ready for you? Customer comes first, after all."

Despite he'd be damned before he actually allowed Annette to pay for a milkshake from him.

"That sounds just fine," she said, smiling sweetly.

"Glad you approve," A.J. said, smirking crookedly as he went and blended the milkshake up for Annette, taking the rare route of not actually talking through the mixing process and then pouring the results into a cup for her. "Whipped cream with that again, or did you already have your splurge for the week?"

"No whipped cream, thanks. I had cake yesterday at cheerleading practice, which I really didn't need, but it was so good," she commented conversationally. "It was just a tiny piece though, really. I don't think it went to my thighs," she snorted and shook her head. "...and Chad was worried about eating any at all. You know Chad? The really tall one, right? Fit... and well, he wants to model so wouldn't eat cake."

A.J. blinked at Annette for a moment. "You guys had cake at practice? Man, now I really do feel bad for not coming around to see you yesterday. But come on." He set the cup in front of her with a smirk. "You got your milkshake, now I get my present, right?"

"It was wonderful cake," she commented before she sipped her shake. "Mmm, so good. I actually love strawberry... chocolate is my favorite, but strawberry is good too. Oh, if you came yesterday, you would have seen me fly in the air." Nod nod. "Okay, not really fly but Chad tossed me and I did a couple flips and a toe toss..." yes, she was rambling on purpose, prolonging his surprise. "Wanna sip of my milkshake, A.J.?"

"No," A.J. said, catching on after a moment and lowering his head while glaring playfully at Annette through the hair that fell over his eyes. "I don't share milkshakes with procrastinators. This present better be pretty good for all this build-up, you know."

Annette had to laugh. "Okay, it's not much, seriously. Just a little something I thought might be... fun. Here." She handed him the bag (http://www.plumparty.com/Merchant2/graphics/products/large/01PAINT.jpg).

"And if you don't like it," she added quickly before he could open it. "Just give it to me and I will, uh... just give it back!"

A.J. eyed Annette a little bit at the 'uh...' but just smirked it off as he went to open the bag, noticed the brush first, and started commenting, "Ooh, more pai--" And then he managed to get the jar out for a look and cut himself off with a rather quick flood of red to his cheeks. "Or not quite paint. Heh." He ducked his head, the grin on his face almost more difficult to control than the blushing.

"I thought you said this was a present for me, Annette, not you," he added with a chuckle, wagging an eyebrow at her just a little.

And still blushing uncontrollably as he discretely put the gift back into the bag for now.

She held her hands together, looking hopeful, despite his blush. "But you like it? Right? And it is a gift for you," she said but then... "Or well wait... I guess that depends on how you look at it, huh? You could paint me and paint me well with something really pretty... " okay, she was blushing now. "But then I could paint you and you would get to enjoy the benefit of it because I imagine it feels... nice."

Okay, yeah, the blush wasn't going away any time soon, but, then again, neither were the thoughts in A.J.'s head that were emboldening him with suggestions. "I imagine it feels even better coming off than it does going on," he commented, cheeks on fire, but keeping a steady gaze across the counter towards Annette, and he bit his lower lip a little, rather wishing he wasn't at work right now.

Oh dear. She hadn't counted on blushing or seeing him blush so attractively when she came in with her surprise for him. And now her thoughts were probably somewhere close to his as she gazed back at him, blinking slowly, eyes dipping to his mouth as he bit his lower lip. "I imagine that it would, yes... feel good and taste... oh."

Annette dropped her gaze; he was at work and she was practically ready to jump across the counter. She drank her milkshake and tried to calm her heated cheeks.

A.J. grinned a little, dropping his head just a moment as Annette dropped hers. She seemed a little surprised, he thought, like she hadn't actually expected a reception like this when she brought the gift in. Part of him wondered how she couldn't have, and then the other part of him was just even more tantalized by the thought that she hadn't. Blushing still strong, he couldn't help commenting, "Definitely a good surprise gift. I have been itching to work in a bit of a new medium, you know, and I'm always good with a brush. Even better with...well...you know..."

He certainly hoped she could guess, anyway.

Well, considering she's never done anything like this before, maybe she was slightly embarrassed to have given it to him, but she seriously thought they could just have fun. But...

Omigod he was wicked! Teasing her like that, making her think... putting pictures in her head, seeing him paint and then.... "Oh dear," she whispered a little breathlessly. "Oh my... "

Hey, now, the present was her idea; A.J. was not going to be guilted into feeling devious just because of a few blushes and whispered exultations.

"Whaaaaat?" he asked innocently.

It took Annette a moment to think of something to say that wasn't 'Let's go, right now', so she took another sip of her milkshake and tried for calm.

She hoped her expression showed that when she asked about as innocent as she could, "So, when do you think you might like to try this new medium?"

"Well, I don't know," A.J. smirked back. "I've got such a busy schedule..."

"Yeah," she nodded, thinking him serious. She actually had to look back down again. Great. He probably thought she wanted to have at that chocolate right away. "Me too..." she chuckled, though the sound seemed a bit nervous maybe, forced. "I might have to bathe my cat again. Dust. Something..."

A.J.'s eyebrow lifted slightly; was she starting to get awkward about it? Didn't she used to be so much better about taking a joke, or was that just him?

He stuck with the joking, because that was what he was good at.

"You're choosing bathing you cat over me?" he deadpanned.

She looked up. Blinked. Opened her mouth then promptly shut it.

...

"You were teasing me," not a question. "Man! I should have known, but I get all flustered sometimes and then my mind goes in all sorts of directions and I would never ever would pick bathing my cat over painting chocolate on your body. As if."

A.J. grinned a little more. "Who says you're painting anything?" he asked. "I'm the artist over here..."

"Surely you'll let me try?" she pouted cutely. "After all, I imagine you would like it when it was time for me to lick it off. Besides, I can paint cute hearts and flowers. Maybe even a teddy bear."

"Well," A.J. said in a reasonable sort of voice, rather unable to resist a cute pout as he leaned over the counter to give Annette a kiss on the cheek, "maybe I can let you give it a try. Not so sure about the teddy bears, though."

She smiled softly. "I would probably make its ears too big or something anyway," she told him, loving the kiss to her cheek. It was sweet. Annette was fond of sweet; fond of a lot of things really, but sweet tended to top every other emotion for her.

Digging out her wallet, she said, "Maybe if you don't feel up to painting tonight, you could just come over and hang out, watch TV with me or something?"

"Put that away," A.J. said the moment he saw Annette's wallet. "You're not honestly expecting to pay for the milkshake, are you? When's the last time you ever had to pay for a milkshake from me? And I can totally come over tonight."

He grinned. "Painting or no. We'll just see where the muses hits us, yeah?"

"Well, I at least like to offer," she replied gently, her eyes on his. "Thank you for it; even being strawberry it was wonderful."

Sighing in contentment, she slid off her stool. "That sounds reasonable enough. So, I'll see you later..." Smiling, she gave him a slight finger wiggle just before she turned and headed for the door.

"See ya later," A.J. returned the good-bye and the finger-wiggle with a little smile and then sighed a bit after Annette had left. He cast a glance toward the bag, wondering exactly where he could put that thing where he wouldn't keep glancing over and noticing it and then thinking things that shouldn't be thought about at work.

Because A.J. keeps trying to draw you a pretty picture!

For the posting of stuff! A.J.'s put up a picture of what the Mona Lisa would look like with eyebrows. It's a mind trip, man.

The little wtf turkey in the corner of A.J.'s picture is my favourite part.

...you scare me sometimes.

And the :D fell off the comment. :DDDDD

Now with more :D

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