Page 22 of Stage Smart


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Yes, I remember, and no, it’s not.

“Oh! Almonds. You mind?”

He fishes through the bowl and pulls out a pack of blueberry. Of course he does. I knew there was a reason I hated blueberry.

“Jarvis. I have no idea what you’re saying. It’s not making any sense.”

“Really? Is it because you want to see the ring first?”

I don’t. I have no clue how he’d access it even if I did.

“You mean, the ring you’re not going to give me because we’re not getting engaged?”

“Tsk, tsk, my linda Linda.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“What, linda or Linda?”

“Both. That’s not my name and you don’t speak Portuguese.”

“No? Café con leche.” He waves at the cappuccino machine on the wet bar in the kitchenette across from us.

I don’t even know what to do with that.

“Right… Jarvis, I’m serious. Don’t propose because I’m going to turn you down.”

He sighs and rips open the packet of almonds. “I don’t want to do this with you, baby.”

“Good. Neither do I. And don’t call me that either.”

“What?”

“Baby.”

“Seriously?” He throws up his hands. “Then what should I call you?”

“Larinda works great. How about that?”

His eyes narrow as he processes this strange request. “I don’t know what’s been going on with you this past year, but you’ve stopped being you. It’s like ever since that small misunderstanding with the songs, you’ve been a negative noodle.”

“Definitely don’t call me that.”

“See? That’s what I’m talking about!”

“No one wants to be compared to pessimistic pasta.”

His mouth opens to respond but I know I’ve outsmarted him when he returns his attention to the nuts.

“And I wouldn’t call trying to steal my songs a ‘small misunderstanding,’” I add.

“Okay, well, I came to smooth things over, but clearly you want to keep things awkward A.F. while we’re engaged. Those press dates are gonna be… hashtag super fun.”

“We’re not engaged.”

“Well, after tonight, I mean.”

“We won’t be after tonight, either.”

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