Who. Jessica Williamson and Lucas Hendrie What. Lucas asks Jess to dinner and Jess doesn't know it's a date. Where. His place in Dallas, Texas When. Wednesday, April 25 2012 Warnings. TBD? Nothing huge. Jess might even keep her clothes on this time...
Jess wasn't strictly an 'on-time' kind of person, but considering it was Lucas who'd asked her to come to his place for dinner and not to mention they both lived in the same city, she'd made a point to be on the early side. Why? Well, if somebody else asked, she'd say it was 'cos he was her department head and a friend that she actually respected. That was definitely only half of the equation, but Jess was just stubbornly oblivious enough not to acknowledge the rest, even to herself.
She was Johanna? That was her excuse, it always was, and it worked pretty well considering thanks to the annoyingly successful marketing of the books, everyone and their mother knew who Johanna Mason was and therefore she didn't have to explain. Jess sort of hated that, mostly because it felt like a serious invasion of privacy to her and her reincarnate that they couldn't control. But mostly? It made her feel insecure, which was not a feeling she copped to very often. She just didn't like people knowing that much about her, but it was even worse when it was people she knew, that knew. She'd sort of freaked out earlier when Lucas told her he'd read them, but she was trying not to think about that now. Hopefully that wasn't why he'd asked her to dinner at his house tonight... But no, that was stupid. Why would he go to the trouble of asking her to dinner at his house to talk about her reincarnate? He was acting weird, but not that weird. Some kind of weird though, she just couldn't figure out yet what type of weird this was.
The tough as nails and yet comically awkward blond was debating all of this while standing outside Lucas's front door, biting her nails and tapping her foot rapidly on the pavement. She'd been standing there for about ten minutes now, being ridiculous and completely psyching herself out, but she eventually scoffed at herself and bit the bullet, stretching out a hand and rapping sharply on the front door. She was dressed in her usual jeans and a tank top look, since this didn't really seem like a formal thing, but at the last second she ripped her hair out of its pony tail and beat it into submission around her face while she waited for him to open the door.
"Lucas!" She finally shouted through it, getting antsy and starting to fidget. "Your neighbors are starting to look at me funny out here. If you don't open this door soon I'm going to start getting violent and I don't think any of them want that!"