Everyone has a love story, but ours is my favourite- The Jebbie story

Casual date part 2

Tom: I take a seat down on the bench across from Debbie, I look around at the surroundings there's nothing but hills and greenery for miles

Graham: your food sir, I place it down and walk back over to the car

Debbie: so you actually planned this?

Tom: I come prepared for every situation, I bring the 2 cold beers and place one down near me and the other on Debbie's side

Debbie: well I've come over dressed

Tom: you've come perfectly dressed, you look classy and elegant

Debbie: I smirk at Tom, if I would have known you were bringing me to a burger van I wouldn't have wasted this dress

Tom: well I'm glad you did

Debbie: I pick up my burger, how does anyone do this Cooley?, especially in a dress

Tom: you don't, I guess you just get stuck I pick my burger up and start tucking in

Debbie: I open my burger bun, ew those green slimey things who would eat those

Tom: Gerkins?, there the best bit

Debbie: ew no, I take my first bite of my burger

Tom: I smirk, you've got mayo on your nose

Debbie: oh?

Tom: I grab a napkin and gently wipe Debbie's noise cleaning off the mayo I chuckle

Debbie: wow that's embarrassing

Tom: I smirk, it's cute

Debbie: cute?, hey?, I bet you say that to all the girls

Tom: no I don't actually

Debbie: so is this really your idea of a good lunch?, or are you trying to tell me something?

Tom: like what?

Debbie: like.... your posh but you can rough it if you have too

Tom: I smirk, you really read into things don't you, maybe I just like burgers

Debbie: I don't buy it

Tom: I sip my beer, why?

Debbie: I don't reply, so what do you want then?

Tom: want?

Debbie: yeah

Tom: I don't want anything from you

Debbie: I laugh

Tom: what's funny??

Debbie: you really expect me to believe that you don't want anything?

Tom: yeah?, why's that so hard to believe

Debbie: because your always after something

Tom: I've been true to my word, I said I'd get you lunch and I have

Debbie: so this is it?

Tom: this is it, mayo nose I smile at Debbie

Debbie: I look at him

Tom: what was that look for?

Debbie: I don't reply and look away

Tom: ok?, you don't like me I can accept that, so how about you deal with Graham from now on and I'll stay out of it

Debbie: is this really about the business??

Tom: what else would it be about?

Debbie: you getting your own way, you seem like that type of guy