Thirty-Three (Amy); Happy Hour.
"I swear that was never there.........!" I mutter to myself as I wander down the street with Tim Roth, who seems pretty amused by my attitude and ramblings. "Neither was that!"
"Has it occured to you that it's been a while since you were last here?" He chuckles wryly. "Just where are you taking me, dare I ask?" He adds as we dodge through a crowd of people. I grin.
"Zoo Bar. If it still exists and I can find it!" I say, peering around a corner. "Aha!"
"Sex shop?" Tim's voice is darkly amused as he leans around me. I roll my eyes and point at the pub across the road. "Ah, I see. I'll pretend not to be disappointed about the sex shop, shall I?" he quips, making me blush.
"Yeah, whatever..." I mutter. "Oooh! We're in time for Happy Hour!" Thank God for subject-changers! "Come on, you can get a pint later! This place does the nicest cocktails!" I make my way over to the entrance. Tim follows, and I notice one or two people giving us double-takes and/or strange looks. Guess neither of us are as annonymous as we'd like. Although I don't actually know whether Tim does want to be annonymous... I shrug and look sideways at him. "What d'you want?"
"A Screaming Orgasm." He says, completely deadpan and serious. I smirk.
"And to drink?" I ask, as smoothly as I can manage. He grins, a sort of lopsided twist of the lips which is, in a strange way, attractive.
"Surprise me." He invites. I laugh and order the drinks, then manouver myself, Tim and the drinks to sit out in the cooling English evening. The doormen are staring at us as if they're thinking 'I'm sure I know you...' yet they can't quite place us. I snigger and raise my glass to Tim.
"Cheers."
"Cheers." He echoes, smiling at me before he takes a mouthful of his cocktail. "So." he says, putting the glass down and regarding me, a small smile still playing on his lips. "What are your plans for your free time?"
"No idea, to be honest." I shrug. Is that some kind of insinuating question, I wonder, sipping my own drink. "Might try and hook up with some of my friends from this way, organise a get-together, and stuff, down at Thorpe Park..." I stop for breath, then say, "You could come along with us all if you wanted?" before I quite realise the words have left my mouth. I have no idea why I just said that! Tim looks pleased, weirdly enough, and I return the grin.
"Sure, no harm in it, is there?"
Famous last words, Tim....
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