Invited

A new smile broke out on Zan's face as he listened to Destiny. She was utterly amazing. She didn't have to do any of this, especially for Jett who hadn't exactly been a gentleman around her. Yet here she was, actually excited about her idea to stick around. 

Jett's eyebrows rose slightly. "Um... Well I... I mean..."

"He means yes," Zan interrupted. "I think that sounds like a fantastic idea. I, for one, would love to watch movies and binge on junk food."

Jett glanced over at him then back to Destiny. He couldn't remember anybody ever really caring like this before. He'd assume they just wanted to be alone if Destiny didn't seem so bent on keeping an eye on him. "I guess... okay."

"Good." Zan pushed off the counter to wander closer. "Then it's a plan." He reached for a jar on the counter and pulled out some cash to give to Destiny. "This should help. And I only have one request. Vanilla Pepsi." He grinned. "And rootbeer - that's Jett's favorite." He leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek. "You're wonderful. I'll try to keep him in line until you get back."


Wyatt just smiled and nodded before he left Angelica's office. He wandered back to his cubicle, avoiding a glance from Kirk. Why couldn't things be the way they were?

He sighed and sat down, swiveling in his chair for a few moments before picking up his cell phone to send Aerith a text message.

Hey. Been invited to Dad's
this weekend for a bbq. 
Interested?

Truth be known, he and Aerith had hardly had any alone time lately. They ate a lot of meals together,  it it was usually out, and he usually was so tired or stressed that he'd call it an early night. He felt bad but just wasn't sure what to do about it.


Eli nodded thoughtfully, mulling over all he knew, or didn't know, about Zan. He really didn't seem the type to be Agency, but there was someone close and he needed to find out who it was. 

Back on topic, he grinned at Scarlet. "Today, if you want. Your first task will be... dinner tonight... followed by a motorcycle ride... followed by a good long cuddling on the couch." He sipped his drink, still grinning. "Still want the job?"