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"How could you lose my luggage ?" Tracey demanded angrily of the airport attendant

"We're sorry , it somehow got onto another flight , it should be arriving within the next hour or so..." The attendant began

"Hour or so ?!?! you dont know when that plane is arriving ?" "

"Tracey they are trying their best, its a nice airport, maybe we can look around, I saw a nice restaurant back there, maybe we can have some dinner... " Bob says somewhat shyly

" Bob , if you want to , you can walk around, but I have to deal with this first"

" Oh ok " Bob replies somewhat sadly as he walks off

" Listen Im here on business , and in business Time is money, and right now your costing my a lot of time " Tracey says

"We're sorry for the inconvenience "

"Inconvenience ! ! ! not having enough peanuts in inconvenient , THIS my dear Fellow is INCOMPETENCE"

"Again , we're Truly sorry Ma'am ..

"That and a buck will get me a cup of coffee , I want to speak to a supervisor right now , this is simply intolerable "

"Yes ma'am Ill get one right away for you " runs off thankful to get away a break from Tracey.

..... As Tracey continues her Tirade Bob walks off to the restaurant alone, his head downcast, he reaches into his coat pocket and takes out a small card , hand made from pink cardboard and a large lace heart on the front , sighing sadly, he puts the card back in its hiding place.. it wasnt good enough for Tracey anyways, Bob things to himself , I should have gotten something better.

..... Sitting at a small table at the back of the restaurant , he glances over the menu a passing waiter drops by , trying to decide what he wants.

"Bonjour Monsieur , Bienevue " A waiter says placing some cutlery on the table

"Oh Hi , Im sorry , I don't speak French, Im from Idaho " Bob replies

"Do..you..speak.. English " Bob asks very slowly, but politely

"Of course monsieur , would you like to order something from the Bar ? "

" Umm no thanks I don't drink.. " Bob Begins reading the menu " Wow , 5 dollars for an iced tea from long island ? it must be good at that price ?"

" Qui monsieur, we only serve the best "

"Ok Ill have one them iced teas then"

"Tres Bon monsieur " The waiter leave to get Bob his drink as he begins to think about his upcoming match with Will. Will seemed like a nice enough guy , and was very luck to have such a pretty Fiancé.

..... All in all he could see Will being a friend, something he seemed to be in short supply of since signing up with the fed; Kat had decided to skip this show to spend more time with her friend Momo in New York, who was doing a lot better and hopefully would be out of the hospital soon.

..... But he couldnt see how he could be friends with Will after they have their match , for some reason they were in a Hardcore match, kinda hard to be friends with someone after a match like that... kinda hard to do much of anything after that.

"Your drink Monsieur " the waiter says placing a long glass on the Table beside Bob

"Thanks " bob says happily taking the glass and gulping it down

"Hey that is good iced tea ,hits the spot, can I have another ? " Bob asks

"Of course monsieur... " The waiter says somewhat taken aback at how quickly bob gulped down the drink

'I guess Ill have to talk to him about it' Bob thought to himself, He's been here longer than I have , Im sure he won't take it personally. Hmm maybe if I can

"Your drink Monsieur " the waiter says placing another glass Bob

"Thanks " Bob says gratefully chugging it down

"Can I have another please ?"

"Monsieur , are you sure.. you have already had two . . "

"Yeah I sure, was a long flight and Im very thirsty ?"

"As you wish monsieur " the waiter replies

..... Bob reaching for his coat , takes out the carefully made valentine card he made for Tracey and looks it over for a bit , while doing so the waiter comes by and delivers another drink. Too bad Tracey isnt here he thought to himself , she would have loved these iced teas. Kat would have too , although she's in New York, she probably has all the iced teas she could want ! Digging back into his coat he pulls out another envelope , inside is another card , had made with a drawing of a cat on the outside and a small poem within.

"Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
your a great person
and my best friend too"

"I wish Kat didnt leave so quick, I never got a chance to give her this " he thought sadly to himself , but his thoughts are interupted as the waiter brings him another iced tea.

"Tanks a lot, cans I have another one pwease " Bob says slurring his speech somewhat

"Of course monsieur coming right up" the waiter says somewhat dubiously.

..... An hour later , after their luggage finally arrives , and after Tracey manages to obtain a rather large discount for her "troubles" , Tracey with a self satisfied smirk walks off in search of the restaurant Bob had mentioned. She was confident this time he could get Bob into a Hotel before he could cause her any headaches.

..... Reaching the restaurant , she scans all the tables, but strangely Bob doesnt seem to be sitting at any of them , " Oh no , how could he get lost so quickly " Tracey begins to think when suddenly she hears a loud , somewhat familiar voice laughing loudly at the Bar. Sitting there is some man, she doesnt know, with several empty glasses in front of him , and sitting beside him is..

"Ok Ok " Bob says trying to stop laughing

"stop mes if you've heard this ones before" Bob stays in a slurred voice, swaying back a fro a bit on his bar stool

"Ok Ok ok ,this naked blonde walkth into a bar wif a poodle under one arm,hehehe , and a two-foot salami,heheheh , you gonna love this, under the other. The bartender says, I guess you won't be needing a drink.?" Bob has to stop a moment as he starts to giggle

"sorry about that, hehe , Then the Naked Blonde says "..

"BOB ! ! ARE YOU DRUNK ? ? " Tracey ask in disbelief

"Course Im not drunk lady , if I were drunk would I be able to do this.." Bob suddenly loses his balance and falls off his stool. causing both him and the man he was drinking with to go into a fit of hysterical laughter.

"BOB ! We're leaving ! !" Tracey says angrily

Bob looks up and recognition finally crosses his face

"Oh sh... " Bob begins to say

" NOW !" Tracey cuts him off as she helps him to her feet.

Pulling the staggering form of Bob with her , they make their way out of the airport , the man bob was drinking with still laughing.

"Hey wait a thec !" he calls suddenly out, what about the poodle ? "