some more....
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“Well, I’m leaving for the airport. While I’m gone, I want NO unusual behavior, NOTHING! Do I make myself clear?” Jack threatened.
“Yes Dad,” Sydney retorted annoyingly.
“Yes Daddy, as you wish,” Vaughn said, but from the look he got from Jack, he stopped laughing instantly, which was more than he could say for Sydney who was laughing anyways.
Jack left, which was a relief for the two remaining. Sydney then turned to Vaughn, “Well, now that he’s gone, what do you want to do?” she asked. He stared at her, unsure how to respond. Was she meaning this like he hoped she meant it, or was it just a general statement.
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?” he asked, figuring that this way he wouldn’t look stupid if he took her question the wrong way.
“I figured we could go get lunch at my café, or catch an afternoon movie before dinner tonight,” she said, and Vaughn let out the breath he had been holding in. She of course noticed this, being the spy that she is. “Vaughn, what’s wrong?”
“What...oh...nothing. Nothing’s wrong Syd,” he said not too convincingly. She decided not to push it, and to have a nice two days with Vaughn.
“So, you want to go to lunch or a movie?” she asked again, hoping he’d say movie.
“Um, I guess movie, not that hungry anyways,” he answered, secretly happy about being in a dark theater with her. “We could always get lunch afterwards, a late lunch.”
“Yeah that would be-” but she was cut off by someone knocking at the door. She made her way over to the door, and Vaughn followed with his gun out and ready. She looked through the peephole and what she saw made her drop the bag of chips she had been holding.
good or no? :blink: