"Well, ok. So, are we going to the Rialto tonight?" Inwardly, he groaned. They'd been to the aged movie theatre 3 times this week. But, in the end, he agreed and while Angela hune up the phone quite pleased, Pacey hung up dreading the evening.
"You wouldn't be so jubilant and annoying if you had to go to that wretched place 4 night a week." He raised an eyebrow and smirked. "You wouldn't want come tonight would you? Maybe bring Jen? A double date sort of thing?" He ignored Dawson's shaking head. "Jen and Angie might turn out to be great friends." He rubbed his hands together, grinning evily.
"Pacey, don't even begin to imagine that. You know I have nothing against Angela, but still...a night out with her is not on the top of my priority list."
"C'mon. For me. If I have to sit through Picture Perfect one more time, I'll seriously die. I mean, Jennifer Aniston might be hot, but she is definitely not worth sacrificing 8 hours of my life a week. And I mean, Kevin Bacon. Please...I'm begging you."
Dawson gave in, laughing and running a hand through his hair.
"I just want you to know, that if the world ceases to turn tonight, it's your fault."
"I'm sure you won't be terribly bored tonight. Besides, Jen will be there. I'm leaving it up to you to find some sort of entertainment, if, in fact, you do die of a lack of excitement." They both grinned at each other and Pacey left Dawson's house smiling.
It was going to be a good night. He felt it vibrate through his whole body, and he slowed his pace as he turned his head to glance once...twice across the creek.
***
Across the lawn, Dawson picked up the phone and dialed the Ice House.
"Hey Joey, feel like a movie?"
"At your house or the Rialto?"
"Rialto. I somehow let Pacey talk me into double-dating with him and Angela."
"And you're inviting me? How sweet." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.
"Very funny. Actually, I thought we'd make it a group thing. Jen and I and Pacey and Angela, and you...who could somehow managed to find a way to make the night interesting...if you know what I mean."
"Dawson, there's something I want you to do. Pick up a dictionary and look up the word "subtle"."
"Very funny, Jo. Just come. I promise you won't feel left out." She sighed on the other end.
"Dawson, Bessie's yelling at me. I've gotta go."
"Say yes."
"Dawson..."
"C'mon. I'll owe ya." She growled.
"Fine, but you owe me like you wouldn't believe." She hung up and he grinned to himself as he dialed Jen's number.
***
Joey hung up the phone, teeth tugging at her lower lip. Tonight would certainly be interesting. She nodded slightly, a hand going up to brush the hair out of her eyes. Tonight was the night she would get Pacey back. For good.