After twiddling with her thumbs for a few more seconds, the bell on the door chimed, and in walked Jimmy.
Ginger would smile softly at him before hopping off her bar-stool and following him to the same booth they had sat in the afternoon before.
"Hi.....Listen I'm sorry I was late...I ehhh I had a bit of a rough night last night huh?"
"No worries, i understand. My night was pretty, well interesting." Ginger began, as she crossed her legs and started to get comfortable in her seat - momentarily forgetting her time crunch. "You know, i hate flowers......"
She'd pause for dramatic effect, before beginning again. ".....but some how you managed to pick one of my favorites; Blue Calla Lilies. That's something special in my opinion, since those aren't the most common flower out there. But on top of that, you seemed to know where to deliver them to......so, i suppose you actually did know who i was this whole time?"
Gingers smile grew a bit, before she happened to look up at the door as the bells above it chimed. It was lucky that she did.....because in walked Jordan.
"Aww gees" she muttered softly, before sliding further into the booth so that the officer wouldn't see her.right away.
"Hey, wanna play dine and ditch?" she'd whisper, as her eyes darted back and forth between Jimmy and Jordan - whose back was now turned away from them as he conversed with a women behind the bar. "Well not really dine and ditch, since we didn't eat anything here....more like, ditch my chaperon!"
Ginger knew it was only a matter of seconds before the woman pointed to their booth. So she would quickly pop to her feet and move to the side exit door behind their booth.
After a quick smirk and tilt of the head for Jimmy to follow her, she opened the door and stepped out into the alley.
Once outside, Ginger would nervously fidget with her bag an unconsciously tap her heel, as she waited for him to follow her.
"I hope he finds this whole situation to be more intriguing, than odd......" she joked softly to herself, as she hoped the door beside her would open.
When you come from a political family such as the Cagglianos, you lose a lot of privileges that others take for granted......such as hitting up a bar every now again without a security detail, or going on friendly/casual dates without having people from your fathers reelection team breathing down your back to make sure every single date reflects well on your father......so Ginger hadn't been out on any kind of "date" in a long time. An even though she should of been concerning herself with how ditching her detail could have repercussions, and whether or not Jimmy would be good for her fathers campaign if she was seen with him, she couldn't help but thinking like any other twenty-two year old who simply wanted to go out on a date;
"I wonder how long before ditching the press and security details loses it's thrill for him, and just becomes plain annoying....."
Ginger would smile softly at him before hopping off her bar-stool and following him to the same booth they had sat in the afternoon before.
"Hi.....Listen I'm sorry I was late...I ehhh I had a bit of a rough night last night huh?"
"No worries, i understand. My night was pretty, well interesting." Ginger began, as she crossed her legs and started to get comfortable in her seat - momentarily forgetting her time crunch. "You know, i hate flowers......"
She'd pause for dramatic effect, before beginning again. ".....but some how you managed to pick one of my favorites; Blue Calla Lilies. That's something special in my opinion, since those aren't the most common flower out there. But on top of that, you seemed to know where to deliver them to......so, i suppose you actually did know who i was this whole time?"
Gingers smile grew a bit, before she happened to look up at the door as the bells above it chimed. It was lucky that she did.....because in walked Jordan.
"Aww gees" she muttered softly, before sliding further into the booth so that the officer wouldn't see her.right away.
"Hey, wanna play dine and ditch?" she'd whisper, as her eyes darted back and forth between Jimmy and Jordan - whose back was now turned away from them as he conversed with a women behind the bar. "Well not really dine and ditch, since we didn't eat anything here....more like, ditch my chaperon!"
Ginger knew it was only a matter of seconds before the woman pointed to their booth. So she would quickly pop to her feet and move to the side exit door behind their booth.
After a quick smirk and tilt of the head for Jimmy to follow her, she opened the door and stepped out into the alley.
Once outside, Ginger would nervously fidget with her bag an unconsciously tap her heel, as she waited for him to follow her.
"I hope he finds this whole situation to be more intriguing, than odd......" she joked softly to herself, as she hoped the door beside her would open.
When you come from a political family such as the Cagglianos, you lose a lot of privileges that others take for granted......such as hitting up a bar every now again without a security detail, or going on friendly/casual dates without having people from your fathers reelection team breathing down your back to make sure every single date reflects well on your father......so Ginger hadn't been out on any kind of "date" in a long time. An even though she should of been concerning herself with how ditching her detail could have repercussions, and whether or not Jimmy would be good for her fathers campaign if she was seen with him, she couldn't help but thinking like any other twenty-two year old who simply wanted to go out on a date;
"I wonder how long before ditching the press and security details loses it's thrill for him, and just becomes plain annoying....."