It was a Saturday night, a big day out in central park. Couples out walking together, hand in hand. Friends joking with each other. And there, under the walking bridge, on the park bench, sat Lance pondering what to do with his time waiting for his guests for the evening.
"What time are these girls meeting us here?" asked Lance.
Chris didn't hear him. He was too busy checking out a passing by female jogger wearing hot pants and a tight top. He nodded his head and exchanged the glances and sounds of the modern era flirt.
Chris turned to see Lance staring right back at him. With a pretty hard look on his face, Lance just shook his head and continued to stare at the ground.
"What's with the sour puss?" said Chris.
"Well let's see. First you drag me out of the house to meet these two girls you've met who can't wait to meet us and have a good time. I could be at home right now watching the college games, but no, here I am in the middle of central park, freezing my ass off waiting for 2 girls who are already an hour late!" exclaimed Lance.
Turning his head to the side, Chris had a pondering expression, very deep yet scary. For Chris to have a thinking expression could scare the wits out of anyone.
Then Chris turned to Lance and said "Aren't you feeling good?"
Lance threw his arms up in the air, and knocked his hands off of his head. "You got 15 minutes. If they don't show, I'm throwing your ass into oncoming traffic on the George Washington, got it?"
Chris shrugged his shoulders and replied "Sounds fair. Hey you want something to eat, those hot dogs smell really good right now."
Lance thought for a moment and said, "Yeah, I wish a scolding hot cup of chocolate mocha would suddenly fall from the sky and splash on my head for ever letting you drag me out here!"
Krista and Tonya strolled through the park taking sips of their warms drinks. Krista walked silently as she cuddled her cup and sipping through the straw.
"You can't let one guy bring your world down." said Tonya.
Krista shook her head and replied "It's not just one guy, it's the whole damn city. I swear, there's not one good guy in this whole place."
"There's gotta be one good guy. What did mom and dad always say?"
"Yes I know" said Krista, "True love can always be found under you where you least expect it."
Krista walked over to the ledge of the old bridge and looked into the city beyond.
She said, "Did you ever wonder what that saying mean't?"
"I dunno" replied Tonya. "But it sure worked to get all feeble teenie bopper minds to sleep back then."
The two giggled and just stood quietly for a minute. The sunset still looked beautiful at this time of the evening in New York. Tonya looked at her watch and said "Hey, why don't we go to the Loco tonight, Saturdays are always fun."
"No thanks, I think I'll just read a bit, go back to the apartment." said Kristia.
"Come on, you can't stay in, it's Saturday night!"
"No thanks, I'd just be a pain tonight anyway." said Krista.
Tonya shrugged her shoulders and replied "Alright then, just don't blame me if I get all the cuties phone numbers tonight and they don't ask about my single sexy sister."
With that, Tonya sprung her arms in the air, and with one blow, Krista's mocha went flying over the ledge.
The motion reminded them of those new action movies, where for just one moment, everything sort of stops but doesn't, slow motion comes into play, bullets have tracks, or in this case, chocolate mocha coffee drinks. The girls watched in panic as the cup made it's fateful journey down to the poor soul sitting below.
First came a big splash, followed by lots of shaking and jumping up and screaming. That's usually what happens when hot scolding liquid hits you on the head. Lance got what he wished for. Now covered in coffee, he looked up to the pale faced girls above, and got up. He walked over to Chris who by this time was bent over in laughter.
"Yeah laugh, funnyboy. I'm outta here, I'll see you later Chris." said Lance.
Chris didn't reply, he just waved and kept on laughing.
Lance made his way through the park, up the steps next to the walking bridge and saw his two would-be attackers, or spillers, what ever you want to call them.
"Oh shoot Krista, he's coming after you."
Krista turned to Tonya with a crazy expression, "What do you mean me?" She said. "You knocked the cup out of my hands."
"Yeah but it was your cup."
Lance walked up and approached the two girls. He held up the mocha cup and said, "Which one of you did this belong to?"
"That would be me" replied a very scared looking Krista.
Tonya looked at Krista and Lance and said "Hey ya know what, I would love to stay and chat, but I gotta jet, damn pager."
Tonya bolted and headed the other way. Krista looked over to see her sister just about running away and exclaimed, "What do you mean? You don't even own a pager!"
Krista turned back around to Lance who had a smile on his face. She tried to look away but then said "Sir, I'm so sorry, I can't believe I did that."
Lance laughed and replied "No harm done. Don't I know you?"
"I don't think so, other than dropping coffee on you, I don't believe we've met."
"Yeah I do know you" said Lance. "You work at Ray's Diner. You serve me coffee, other than this coffee every morning."
Krista smiled and said, "Yep that's me, coffee girl."
Krista had a warm and kind smile, even warmer than that of the liquid on Lance's head.
Lance smiled back and said, "I'm Lance."
"I'm Krista, nice to meet you."
They both again exchanged smiles and glances back. "Do you want to go get something to eat, I can buy you another one of these." Lance said pointing to the empty coffee cup.
"Sure, I'd love to" replied Krista.
Lance took Krista's arm and the two began talking. As they strolled away they blended in with the other couples, finally fading into the sunset of new love blossoming in the night.