TMNT Mafia [HIATUS]

The Date

Wendy: *sitting at a cafe, tapping her finger on a table*

Waitress: *walks over* Do you need anything?

Wendy: *smiles lightly* No. I'm just waiting for someone.

Waitress: *smiles and nods before walking away*

Wendy: *groans quietly* Bastard practically begged for this and he's not even here. *sees a limo pull up in front of the cafe* Of course.

Oliver: *walks out of the limo and walks into the cafe before sitting at the same table as Wendy* Hey baby~

Wendy: The fuck did you just call me?

Oliver: *smirks* I called you baby. Since you're my fiance, I thought I should give you a pet name.

Wendy: I may be your fiance but I am NOT your pet.

Oliver: Geez. Calm down Miss Priss.

Wendy: *scoffs* Just stop being childish. This is a serious matter.

Oliver: Not really.

Wendy: Yes really. We're getting married against our will.

Oliver: Actually I volunteered.

Wendy: Against my will then. And why the hell would you volunteer to get married to someone you don't know?

Oliver: *shrugs* Being a ladies man gets tiring after a while.

Wendy: *facepalms* That is the stupidest reason to get married that I have ever heard.

Oliver: Hey, might I remind you that this whole thing is so your family can have some of our guards. I don't have to love you and you don't have to love me.

Wedny: I DON'T love you.

Oliver: Okay. I could care less. You're just a singer in your big brother's bar anyways.

Wendy: What I do to make my money is none of your concern.

Oliver: Actually it is dear.

Wendy: *growls quietly before standing up* I'm leaving. *walks to her car*

Oliver: *follows her* Where do you think you're going?

Wendy: *takes out her car keys* Home.

Oliver: *grabs her keys and lifts them up high* I don't think so.

Wendy: Hey! Give those back! *reaches for them*

Oliver: Not until we go on an actual date.

Wendy: You just said you don't love me or care so why do you still want a date?

Oliver: I never said I don't love you. I said I don't HAVE to love you. I want that date.

Wendy: No. *crosses her arms and looks away*

Oliver: Yes. We're going to be husband and wife so we might as well get used to going on dates with each other.

Wendy: *groans* Fine. Just give me my keys.

Oliver: No, you'll drive away.

Wendy: No I won't.

Oliver: Yes you will. Now come on. *hooks her arm with his*

Wendy: *scoffs*

Oliver: *leads her to his limo*

Wensy: *gets in and stares out a window*

Oliver: *gets in and sits next to her*

Driver: Where to Mr. Goldstein?

Oliver: *whispers in his ear*