Midnight Snack (Spitfire ThirteenShot)

Milkshake time again?

Robin almost suffocated from lack of oxygen. That's how hard he was laughing.

"You asked her to be your spitfire?" He laughed another ridiculous amount. "How cheesy can you get?! Like, c'mon this is a new low Wal."

"You're laughing at my lines, but they worked. Dude, she hugged me immediately afterward. She's into me."

"Of course she's into you. Neither of you are very subtle about it. Honestly the way she acts around you makes me think that something did actually happen the night of your food dream."

"Yeah but my words totally moved her man. She was all bitchy and didn't want me with her, then we talked and I said my magic and she got all emotional."

"She was probably on her period." Rob stated and I choked uncontrollably on my own spit.

"What? How could you possibly know that?" I questioned him.

He shrugged. "Bitchyness, emotional, changes her feelings in an instant."

"She changed her feelings because of my speech. You're just making stuff up. They don't act like that."

"Dude, Batman's made me research and study biological and psychological things that I really wish I could erase. Trust me, I know about this stuff."

I shook my head at him.

Thats when the pretty waitress (Dani was her name) walked over carrying our milkshakes.
She smiled right at me when she sat mine down. It made me feel great.

"Dude did you see that?" I immediately ask Rob when she leaves. "She totally just flirt smiled at me."

"Yeah, she did it to me too. Its her job. They gotta get idiots like you to spend big here somehow."

"Okay, that was mean. Also my smile was different to yours. She wants me."

Robin shook his head and started drinking his vanilla milkshake.

"Dani's a really cute waitress man." I stated.

"So are we just going to forget that you spent the last ten minutes telling me how much you love Artemis?" Robin asked.

"No! Of course I like Artemis."

"Then stop being a creepy prick and staring at other girls."

"You're just jealous because Dani likes me more than you."

"It baffles me how you manage to achieve A plus's in your science."

"I am the science." I said in my greatest Emperor Palpetine voice.

"Shut up and drink your milkshake." Robin demanded.

So I obeyed. I skulled the thing in what could possibly be a record time for me.

"Whats the point on having a shake if you're not even going to taste it?" Robin asked me, but I wasn't listening. I was too busy reading a note that was attached to the bottom of my drink.

I then smirked at Robin.

"And you said she wasn't into me." I passed him the note and he read it.

"You're hot," he read aloud. "Call me. And then there's a phone number." He raises his eye brow at me. "Well at least she gets straight to the point."

I reach forward and grab the note back off of him.

"I told you. I'm a magnet." I bragged.

"Hence why you're single." Robin joked. "You're not actually going to call her though, are you?"

"Are you crazy. Do you know how jealous Artemis would get. I would have three arrows in my back within the hour."

"Maybe more like five." Rob corrected.

"Exactly. No way am I risking that, not even for a super hot waitress."

"That may be the smartest choice you've ever made Wally." Robin complimented before taking a drink from his shake. "So whats your plan with Artemis?"

"Why would I tell you, you'd probably rat me out."

"You're right, I would. But that doesn't matter because you're dying to tell me anyways."

I narrow my eyes at him. He keeps the same smirky glare from behind his sunglasses (even though I can't see his eyes behind his sunglasses).

"Yeah, you're right. I'm gonna take her bowling."

"Bowling?"

"Bowling!"

"Really? Bowling?"

"Yes, Bowling, really!"

"That...sounds...horrible." Robin stated.

"What else am I gonna do? You think I'll be able to get her into a restaurant. No, but a competition with me will be enough to get her anywhere!"

"You've thought long and hard about this, haven't you?"

"For about the past few weeks."

"Damn, now it's gonna be kinda sad when it fails." Robin shakes his head.

"It's not going to fail." I say.

"Yeah. It will, you'll say something to piss her off and then she'll leave after smashing a bowling ball into your face."

"Thats easily fixed. I just won't say anything dumb."

"So you're just not going to talk at all?" Rob joked.

"Haha." I sarcastically laughed. "If you want to know how I'll pull it off, its simple. I'm just going to think long and hard about what I say and–"

"Nope, terrible plan. Here's a better option." Rob cut me off. "You wear an earpiece with me on the other end telling you what to say."

I stare at him.

"Are you volunteering to..." He nods and my mouth curls into a smile. "You really want to take the responsibility?"

He nods again. "I'm your best bud. It's my duty to help you out."

I smile. He smiles.

"Alright Robin. I now hand you the honourable role...of Wingman!"

We then high five.