Scene ~ Jakes Jason: Hi.
Carly: You okay?
Jason: Yeah.
Carly: That playpen's not broken, you know. Neither are the toys.
Jason: Michael shouldn't have seen that.
Carly: It was AJ's fault, first of all. He was more upset about the bathing suits thing... than anything else. Let me guess, you want me to go, right? Go home?
Jason: You remember how to break?
Carly: I remember everything. (she smiles) We playing for this (she picks up a 5$ bill on the table and holds it up) or the *real deal*?
Jason: (he thinks for a minute, then replies softly) I'm not going upstairs with you.
Carly: (faux innocently) I meant a dance. (she rolls her eyes)
Jason: Fine. If you win, we'll dance.
Carly: And if I lose?
Jason: I'll think of something.
Carly: Oh, good.
Jason: Alright...
Carly: Rack 'em!
Jason: Throw me that ball down there.
* * * * *
(Carly's leaning over him while he tries to make a shot, trying to distract him by blowing on his neck. As he makes the shot she runs to the other side of the table.)
Carly: I'm not gonna give up! (the ball sinks in the pocket) No! Aww man! Double or nothin.
Jason: Game's over, I win.
Carly: (sighs, reaches her arms out to him, but pulls back) Alright, what do I get?
Jason: (touches her cheek softly) Just dance with me.
Carly: (grins) Gimme a quarter. Ohh... (picks a song on the jukebox) Alright.
(She sidles up to him and they wrap their arms around each other tightly, neither wanting to let go. Jason buries his head in her shoulder... And for those few moments while they dance, no one else in the room exists...)
I am milk I am red-hot kitchen I am cool Cool as the deep blue ocean Jake: Jason, I hate to bother you. (Carly clears her throat and gives Jake a look, obviously annoyed at the interruption) I don't mind personal favours, but it's just not a good idea to have underage kids in this club.
Jason: What are you talking about?
Jake: Your little sister, and her friends. I mean, I'll try to make sure that no one serves them any drinks. But, we're just begging for trouble if that Taggert comes along. We're a 21 club, have been for years.
Jason: Emily told you that I said it was okay to let her in?
Jake: As a personal favour, yeah.
Jason: I didn't, Jake.
Jake: Oh! And I bought every single word of it. What do you want me to do now?
Jason: (sighs) I don't know. She must really want to be here for something. Jake, if- If there's any trouble, I will take care of it.
Jake: Okay. But I can't afford to make a habit out of this.
Jason: I understand.
Jake: (walks away, muttering) Kids.
Jason: Thanks.
Carly: God. (she makes a face) If little miss Emily sees me here...
Jason: You better go.
Carly: Okay. You still owe me half a dance.
Jason: Says who?
Carly: (grinning a little) When do you wanna pay up? Tomorrow? Next day?
Jason: (pauses, and looks away) I have to work.
I'm waiting I'm waiting for you Carly: Jase... (She looks like she wants to say something else, and he almost looks like he wants her to say something else... But she just reaches out and places her hand against his shoulder, smiling.) Thank you.
(The music plays louder in the background as he watches her walk out, casting one last glance behind her as she goes out the door...)
I'm waiting I'm waiting for you ...I'm waiting I'm waiting for you