"Hugh Jackman? He's a pansy!"
"No. He's hot. Even though his head seems rather disproportionately large at times in some of his movies."
"What are you talking about?" Crazy lady, Logan muttered under his breath.
"You know. The one with Meg Ryan and the elevator time travel thing? Jubes made me watch the DVD because she's obsessed with Meg's boss in the movie. Only she insisted on calling him 'Josh' the entire time."
"Marie, I still--"
"Logan, get over it. Hugh's HOT."
"You'd prefer a pansyass 'man' who prances on stage wearing Hawaiian shirts and shaking maracas."
"Who's the one with a rubber duck in this scenario?"
"Shhhhhhhhhh. You promised that wouldn't leave our room."
"Stop mocking Hugh."
"Mariiiiiiiiieee."
"You're acting like Flea again. I guess that means no sex for you tonight."
"I'm not whining."
"Yes. You are."
With that, Marie turned her nose up and started walking away. Logan knew it was going to be a long ride back to the mansion. And he knew that if it was going to be a long ride home, it was going to be an even longer night for him. Or week. Depending on how annoyed Marie really was.
***
Marie tilted her head to the side to look at the note in her hand.
Once in your life you find her
Someone thatt turns you heart around
She shook her head. No. He couldn't.
Marie continued up the stairs to their room. There was another folded piece of paper on the door. She winced as she opened it and read the next few lines.
And next thing you know you're closing down the town
Wake up and it's still with you
Even though you left you went cross town
Wondering to yourself, "Hey, what've I found?"
She groaned. "LOGAN! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TRYING TO PULL?"
Marie opened the door. She saw a tophat on the bed with a large "WEAR ME" sign on it. She sighed. And picked up the hat.
Another note.
When you get caught between the moon and New York city
I know it's crazy, but it's true
Meet me in the bathroom. --L
Marie braced herself for what she might see. She had already walked in on him serenading a duck. It couldn't be that bad. Could it?
She gingerly turned the doorknob and burst out laughing at the sight that greeted her.
Logan. In a bubblebath. Wearing a tophat and smoking a cigar. Shaking a maraca at her.
When she stopped laughing for a moment to catch her breath, Logan broke into the rest of the refrain...
"If you get caught between the moon and New York city
Best that you can do ......
Best that you can do is fall in love."
Marie rolled her eyes and groaned again.
"Honey, if anyone is going to be serenading you, it'll be me, not that pansyass Jackman jackass. And get in here. It's lonely."
THE END