Johnny groaned when he heard Red calling for him. Dammit. Couldn't he sleep in just one day around here?
Johnny twisted the bolt tighter and made a face. "Not now, Red," he growled, shaking the dripping water off of his arms. He was cranky, tired, and soaked from head to toe.
Red just continued to stare.
He shook his head. "I'm going to go shower," he said, excusing himself.
Red fanned herself as he walked away. Mmm... mmm... mmm.... Remmy was so damn sexy!
Did criminals have to be so filthy?!
"Christ, Bambie! You almost caused an explosion!" she snapped angrily, putting the beakers down on the lab station since her hands were shaking so hard. "What are you talking about?"
"Remmy's never going to go after a girl like you. You're not his type!" She flounced her hair. "Now, me, on the other hand..."
Red watched Bambi flounced away, perky boobs and perfect hair. And damn if she wasn't right. It seemed all the men in the damn Warehouse were idiots that panted after women like Bambi. She consoled herself with the fact that a) they only wanted Bambi because they thought she was easy and b) she could look even if she couldn't touch.
He needed to dig alittle deeper.
Johnny fiddled with the valves. "Damn thing is a piece of crap. We need to replace the whole thing!" he said distastefully. "I can run out and grab one."
Behind him, Big Louie motioned to Tiny T. Follow him.
Big Louie sneered. "You couldn't jump the railing?" He threw his hands up in the air. "Guess we should start calling you Too Big T!"
But now the sun was setting and Big Louie was going to kill him for being so late.
"Had to go across town to pick it up from the Rehab Store," Johnny said. "All the sinks at the home repair stores were over $200. Just trying to save you money."
Big Louie crossed his arms and harrumphed loudly. "Why'd you slip your shadow?"
"My shadow?" Johnny asked, pretending surprise. He'd seen Tiny T. a mile away and it'd been almost too easy to give him the slip. "You sent someone to follow me?"
"Of course. I hear you've been slipping out of the Warehouse to meet a girl. What's her name?"
Johnny met Big Louie's eye across the sink. "Aw, shucks, man. I never kiss and tell," he said sardonically.
Big Louie narrowed his eyes at Remmy, threatening him with his glare. But, Remmy remained thin-lipped.
"The hell he will!" Johnny snapped angrily.
He heard a hand on the doorknob, twisting.
"I heard yelling in here and thought I'd check it out," Bambi said with a sheepish grin.
Johnny turned around and shot her a look of disbelief. "You just wanted to try to catch me in the shower."
Bambi shrugged innocently. "It's not too late, you know," she said, tilting her head towards the running shower.
"About?" he asked with disinterest.
Bambi smiled widely. "You distract Big Louie for a little bit for me and I'll turn my back when you go visit your girl! You still seeing that girl from the disco?"
"Nah," Johnny covered smoothly. "I never date someone longer than a few months."
"Never?" Bambi asked in surprise. "What about that girl you were living with?"
Her name slipped off of Johnny's lips before he could recall it. "Mackenzie?"
Bambi's eyes lit up.
"What does it matter. Look, I'm not promising anything. I know you're not getting along with Big Louie, but you're still his girl. I'm not stupid enough to cross that just to get some tail."
Bambi trailed her finger down Johnny's shirt front. "Well you just let me know, sweetheart," she said coyly.
Johnny grunted. "You, too, kid," he said back.
Butterfingers nodded. "Yeah. See? I grew up on a farm. I know these things."
"But, wait. Where did the chicken come from if it didn't hatch from an egg?"
The two geniuses stared at each other in confusion.
"Huh. I never thought about it like that," Butterfingers admitted.
"Would you morons shut up already and get out of my way! I want to go to sleep!" Big Louis sneered, tapping his toe impatiently.