Second Date: Part 2

“I was wondering how long you were going to stay up there,” Samurai Cathy says, greeting her unwelcome guest.

“All right, Catherine, enough’s enough,” Ninja Vicki says, jumping down into Mikka’s empty chair. “How far are you going to take this?”

“Why can’t you just accept the fact that I like Mikka?” says Samurai Cathy.

“Because no one likes Mikka like that,” says Ninja Vicki. “He’s socially awkward, he dresses like he works in a comic book store, he puts more hours into video games than his actual crappy job at the wonton soup factory, and he’s not very bright at all - hell, he used to think Ramen noodles grew on trees. He’s a sci-fi/fantasy/pro-wrestling geek who just recently gave up anime. Now, what the hell could you possibly see in him, other than the fact that dating him really pisses me off?”

“I don’t have to explain myself to you, Victoria,” Samurai Cathy says.

“I’m not leaving until you do,” Ninja Vicki says.

The Nazgul waiter comes by the table and asks Ninja Vicki if she would like a drink. Ninja Vicki declines, and the waiter goes away.

“You know, for someone who can list so many negative things about Mikka, you sure are taking a lot of interest in who he dates,” Samurai Cathy says. “I think you like him.”

“Shut up, I do not,” says Ninja Vicki.

“Yes you do,” says Samurai Cathy. “But you only like him because I like him.”

“Why would I do that?” says Ninja Vicki.

“Because you’re an awful human being, that’s why,” says Samurai Cathy. “Now go away before Mikka gets back and you cause another scene.”

“Not before you tell me why you’re dating him,” Ninja Vicki says. “And don’t try to flip this around on me again.”

“Because I like him, okay?” Samurai Cathy says. “While you see all those negative things in him, I see a lot more that I like. And maybe you’d see them too if you weren’t so wrapped up in yourself. Now take your selfish jealous murderous ninja ass and go away.”

Samurai Cathy’s eyes shifted for a moment to spot Mikka coming out of the men’s room. When they went back to where Ninja Vicki was sitting, she was gone.

“So, did we decide on dessert yet?” Mikka asks as he sits back down.

“I think I’m in the mood for splitting the Minas Tirith Mudslide Pie,” says Samurai Cathy.

“Great,” says Mikka. “Hey, where’d my silverware go?”

-rf

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