You’re Probably Right

“That’s the most ridiculous question I’ve ever heard.”

“This…coming from you.”

“You asked that question on purpose, Elizabeth.”

“Did not. I pulled it out of the box and there it is. It’s not my fault you suck at Trivial Pursuit.”

“No one in their right minds could answer that.”

“You’re only saying that because you don’t know, Lucky.”

“Do you know the answer?”

“Yes.”

“Cheater! You looked!”

“I’m not cheating–it’s your question to answer not mine. Come on, Lucky. Just answer the question.”

“You know, you were a lot more fun when you wanted to become nun.”

“You’re just mad because Gia’s not talking to you.”

“It’s your fault.”

“I resent that–it is not my fault. You’re the one who slept through two alarm clocks, sixteen calls and someone pounding on the door.”

“You should have tried harder.”

“I’m not your mother, Lucky. I went to all the trouble to set up that dinner and you screwed it up.”

“All right, spill. Why are you in such a bad mood tonight?”

“I’d be in a better mood if you just answered the damn question.”

“No, I know why I’m sitting inside on a Saturday night, but that doesn’t explain why you are.”

“Lucky?”

“Did you have a fight with Jason or something?”

“No.”

“You’re lying.”

“I am not. In order for people to fight, the other person has to talk.”

“Oh…that’s what this is about.”

“What?”

“Jason’s just a silent person–he doesn’t do it on purpose. He’s just not big on words. What happened?”

“It doesn’t matter. Answer the question.”

“E-liz-a-beth.”

“Don’t do that. I hate when you do that.”

“Come on. Tell me what happened. I’m your very best friend in the world. You have to tell me.”

“I saw him at Kelly’s.”

“And?”

“And what? That’s it. I saw him at Kelly’s.”

“Oh, for the love–Elizabeth, I’m not stupid.”

“Ha! Could have fooled me.”

“Elizabeth, honestly. You seeing him at Kelly’s does not explain your bitchy mood.”

“Maybe I’m just naturally a bitch.”

“And maybe the sky is purple. What else happened?”

“Someone else was there. Can we just stop talking about this?”

“Oh, was this about Big Boobs Matthews?”

“She was all over him, Lucky. And he didn’t do a thing about it.”

“Just like the last time?”

“Just like the last time. I asked him why he doesn’t like tell her to buzz off and he says he doesn’t want to hurt her feelings. And then I said what about my feelings and then Jason said that I have no reason to be upset. He doesn’t care about her.”

“Then what happened?”

“Oh…ugh, he’s just so infuriating. Did I tell you what happened when that guy pinched my butt last week while I was working?”

“Yeah–Jason broke his nose.”

“Right. So I don’t understand why he doesn’t get it. I don’t like seeing her hands on him anymore than he likes some other guy’s on me. Is that so damn difficult to understand?”

“Did you tell Jason that?”

“Yes, I told Jason that.”

“You don’t have to so sarcastic. I’m just trying to help. So what did he say?”

“He said I shouldn’t be so hard on Courtney–that she’s still upset about our relationship. And I told him that Courtney needed to get over it. It wasn’t like they were actually together.”

“Which they weren’t.”

“That’s what he told me.”

“What, that wasn’t true?”

“Apparently, not completely. They weren’t actually dating but they did sleep together. No wonder Courtney thinks she had some sort of claim on him.”

“So he lied to you?”

“No, not technically. He told me he wasn’t dating Courtney, which he wasn’t. They’d slept together only once about three months before that. He just neglected to tell me that.”

“I hate to ask–what happened after he told you?”

“I got pissed off. I said he should have told me but it still doesn’t excuse her behavior. I mean, it’s one thing for her to hate me and all that, but she doesn’t need to keep putting her hands all over him and sticking her tongue in his ear.”

“Ewww–she did that?”

“You know…this is all your fault.”

“How do you figure?”

“You set me up with Jason.”

“Well, yeah and it worked out. You’re dating him.”

“Not anymore.”

“You broke up with him?”

“I’m sorry. When I’m in a relationship, there can only be two people. Not three. And as long as Jason keeps sparing Courtney’s feelings like this, she has influence over him and I won’t stand for it.”

“So what did he say when you did that?”

“He just kinda sighed and said if that’s what I wanted. Ugh. He didn’t even try to argue with me.”

“Jason’s like that. He’s the king of letting people do what they want. If he thinks you want it to be over, that’s the end of it.”

“He’s a jerk. Doesn’t he realize that he wants matters, too?”

“Sounds like you still care.”

“You’re a jerk, too. What were you thinking, setting me up with him?”

“I was thinking I’d make two of my best friends happy and I did. You were happy weren’t you?”

“As long as Courtney was a hundred miles away from us.”

“You’re a coward.”

“I’m a coward? You’ve a got lot of nerve, Lucky–”

“No, no. See, I think you’re in love with Jason and since that scares the shit out of you.”

“You want to know what I think?”

“No, not really. Shut up and listen for a second. You’re in love with him and you think that he can’t possibly feel the same so you’re looking for reasons to be mad at him so you never have to tell him.”

“Right. Did I miss your graduation from medical school, Dr. Lucky?”

“I like the sound of that. Dr. Lucky. Kinda like Dr. Phil. Anyway, it’s common sense. I know you, Elizabeth and if you’re stupid enough to let a blonde little twit like Courtney Matthews come between you and Jason, then you didn’t deserve him in the first place.”

“You little jerk. How dare you say that to me after everything we’ve been through?”

“It’s because of what we’ve been through that I’m sayin’ it. You don’t see it, but I do. You light up around him. You’ve been happier these last few months than you’ve been in years. Jason makes you happy and you love him.”

“What’s that got to do with anything?”

“Because I see all of that in him when he’s around you. Elizabeth, he loves you, too. And he’s just as bad a coward as you are.”

“See that I like.”

“Look, Elizabeth all I’m saying is you can’t let Jason go without a fight. You’re way too happy around each other to do that, don’t you get it?”

“Lucky?”

“Just promise me you’ll talk to him.”

“I’ll talk to him.”

“Okay.”

“Don’t think I don’t know what you were doing.”

“What do you mean?”

“You were stalling.”

“Stalling? Me? That’s crazy.”

“Lucky?”

“What?”

“You need to answer the question.”

“I don’t remember the question.”

“Oh, well you’re in luck.”

“Oh, really.”

“I have the card right here.”

“Gee…lucky me.”

“Lucky, what are the seven wonders of the world?”

“Go fish.”

“Lucky.”

“What?”

“We’re playing Trivial Pursuit.”

“We are? I completely forgot.”

“You have no idea what the answer is, do you?”

“You might say that.”

“All this and you had no idea.”

“You should have known that.”

“You’re right, I should have.”

“So, it’s your turn?”

“I don’t want to play this anymore.”

“Wussy. You know I’m going to win.”

“Lucky, you couldn’t win this game if Lulu were playing it.”

“You know that sad thing?”

“What?”

“You’re probably right.”

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