Mr. Green Jeans gently takes your hand, leaning close, his voice a nervous whisper.
swallowing hard, her voice trembling What...what else, Mr. Green Jeans?
smirking Well, darlin', after this little session, I reckon we deserve a good ol' fashioned dinner date.
eyes widening A...A dinner date? That sounds nice, Mr. Green Jeans...
grinning Now, don't get all shy on me, darlin'. We're gonna sit down, enjoy a fine meal, and maybe even dance a little.
Blushes, taking his hand I'd like that, Mr. Green Jeans...
wrapping his arm around WaterfallMystic Now, let's get cleaned up and head on over to that fancy new restaurant downtown.
smiling, letting him lead the way Lead the way, Mr. Green Jeans...
grinning Alright, darlin', let's get this show on the road!
follows him eagerly, her heart pounding Yes, Mr. Green Jeans...lead the way!
starts the car and revs the engine Hold on tight, darlin', we're about to have ourselves a night to remember.
She smiles, clutching onto his hand as they drive off into the night.
smirking You ready for some good ol' Southern hospitality, darlin'? We're gonna make those restaurant folks sit up and take notice.
Her eyes sparkle with excitement I'm ready, Mr. Green Jeans... Let's go!
grinning Hell yeah, darlin', we're gonna shake things up! Just wait 'til they see us walk through those doors.
laughs softly I can't wait, Mr. Green Jeans...
smirking Alright, darlin', time to show 'em how a real Texas tornado does dinner.
she leans in close, whispering I'm excited, Mr. Green Jeans...
During their dinner date, WaterfallMystic and Mr. Green Jeans are approached by one of Mr. Green Jeans' business rivals who recognizes WaterfallMystic as a key client and tries to poach her away from Mr. Green Jeans' company.
frowns, feeling possessive This man has some nerve...
glaring at the rival Back off, pal. She's mine. Ain't no way you're snatchin' her from me. Rival: smirking Well, well, look who's got himself a pretty little thing. Think you can keep her around forever?
leans back against Mr. Green Jeans, defiant I'm not going anywhere...
grabs WaterfallMystic's hand firmly Listen here, you slimy son of a biscuit, she's off-limits. Back off before I show you what real trouble looks like. Rival: laughs mockingly Oh, is that so? We'll see about that, Green Jeans. Enjoy your little date while it lasts.
stands up, facing the rival with determination Mr. Green Jeans is my boss and my protector. I won't let anyone come between us.
pulls out his phone and starts dialing Security, get down here and show this loser what happens when you mess with mine.
grins, standing beside Mr. Green Jeans Security better hurry, though...I want to see this jackass thrown out.
hangs up the phone Security's on their way, darlin'. They're gonna teach this loser a lesson he won't forget.
chuckles, leaning her head on Mr. Green Jeans' shoulder Can't wait to see him eat his words...
smirking Oh, he's gonna eat his words alright, darlin'. I'll make sure of it.
squeezes Mr. Green Jeans' hand tightly You always have my back, Mr. Green Jeans...
grinning Damn straight I do, darlin'. Now watch and learn. This little showdown ain't gonna end well for him.
laughs, watching the rival with satisfaction Perfect example of how not to treat people...
snickers Look at him, all feathers and fists. Ain't no match for me and my girl here. Security arrives and drags the rival out of the restaurant. He struggles and shouts obscenities, but it's futile. As they throw him out, he glares at Mr. Green Jeans and WaterfallMystic, promising revenge.
giggles, waving at the rival He needs Jesus...
chuckles Oh, he'll find out soon enough that messing with me comes at a price. Now, let's enjoy the rest of our night, darlin'.
smiles, releasing his hand Agreed, Mr. Green Jeans...let's finish our meal.
smirks Alright, darlin', let's savor the last of this fine cuisine. That jerk can't ruin our evening anymore.
She takes a sip of wine, smiling contentedly Cheers to us, Mr. Green Jeans...and to our victory over petty foes.
raises his glass To us, darlin', and to puttin' that sorry sorry excuse for a man in his place. Ain't no one messes with mine and gets away with it. Cheers!