Okay, before I start, I would like to say that I absolutely adored the linguini incident! I thought it was hilarious, and I was so excited when I saw the link on this website, and was surprised to see that there was only one story uploaded, and I decided to write one of my own. I'm not really good with original characters, so I add some of my own as you will see. I thought Lucy was a great character in the movie, but I didn't know how to portray her. So that is how I came up with Joel (Yes, Joel is a girl). So, I hope you aren't upset with me for that. So enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone besides Joel.
It was a dark, and an insanely rainy night, and Joel Valo was heading from her car to the awful restaurant she called her workplace. She was already three minutes late, and that was not to be accepted by Cecil and Dante. Three measly minutes could have easily taken away her pay check for the week, and God knew Joel needed that pay check. Joel kicked open the back door, and let herself into 'the waitress's quarters' to hang up her coat and change into the ugly metallic-silver dress Cecil made all the female employees dress in. If Joel decided to not to wear the abomination one night, she would either be fired or a good hundred dollars would be deducted from her pay.
"Joel, is that you?" Cecil called from the kitchen. His voice just pierced through her skin and made her jump.
She put on her best fake smile and headed out of the quarters toward Cecil. He was tapping his shiny black shoes on the tile kitchen floor like he was disappointed in her. Cecil and Dante were always disappointed in her.
"What do you need?" She asked.
He grabbed her arm, and led her to the back of the kitchen where the staff meeting was supposed to take place. There were thirteen pairs of eyes staring at her, and she really didn't like it. Dante waltzed over and stopped right in front of her.
", may I ask you a question?" Dante asked.
She rolled her eyes. "Sure, but you know I don't answer stupid questions."
"Yes, but Einstein said that there is no such thing as a stupid question." Cecil chimed in.
"Einstein was never asked one of your questions." Joel retorted.
With that she took a seat in the circle of chairs that were placed around the back. Cecil and Dante began to talk about the hours for the week, and the specials that were to be said to the customers. Joel paid no attention to the instructions or the disgusting menu additions; instead she fixed her gaze on a handsome, young bartender known as Monte. He was obviously not paying much attention to the orders either, and he was in fact returning the gaze toward Joel. He discreetly waved 'hello', and then turned back to his other bartender friends. The two weren't friends, in fact they barely knew each other, but they just joked around at those ridiculous meetings. Joel just knew his name, and what he did for a living. The meeting dragged on for six agonizing minutes more, and then the staff was released to get prepared for the rest of the evening.
When the hype and excitement of the night ended, Joel changed in the waitress's quarters to go home. As she reached the back door, she began to think about quitting. It was finally closing time, and Cecil and Dante were talking to a rich elderly couple out front. It was just the right time to sneak out and go, but right when she placed her hand on the door handle, another hand rested itself on her right shoulder. Joel turned around and saw a smiling Monte.
"Excuse me, but has anyone ever told you how strikingly beautiful you are?" he gushed.
"Are you calling me pretty?" she asked, totally taken aback.
" Someone as dashing as you should be insulted when called 'pretty'. In fact, the word beautiful was an understatement. I should have used stunning or gorgeous."
Joel was both mortified and flattered. Every staff member was looking at the pair, and Monte continued telling her how gentle and kind she was, and how her eyes were the color of the sky. Of course she accepted each complement with a 'thank you' or a smile, but Monte just kept droning on and on. Joel was just about done with the sweet talk; she grabbed his warm hand and dragged him outside. The rain had stopped so there was no need for Monte's red umbrella.
"What was that all about?" she inquired.
Monte couldn't help but smile. He did mean what he had said; how stunning Joel really was, but maybe he was pushing for his green card too fast. It was true that she had dazzling blue eyes, and her dark chocolate colored hair was as glossy as freshly cleaned ice at the local ice rink. He was surprised that she didn't have a suitor calling her every hour.
"I was simply telling you how attractive you are." he informed her.
Joel wasn't buying it anymore. She had heard rumors of how slimy this man was, and how he had acquired a love for gambling. He was probably in the need of money.
"What do you want? I don't have any money until Friday, so don't ask for any." she hissed.
Monte pressed a long finger to her lips, informing her to stay silent. "Darling, I don't want your money. I want to have your hand in marriage, if that's alright with you, of course."
Joel's eyes widened. She wasn't the perfect wife, yet alone the perfect girlfriend. Even if Monte appeared to be sweet, and not the con artist everyone suspected him to be, she couldn't marry him.
She gently pulled away from his hand. "I'm sorry, I'm not an eligible bride. I don't know you, and you just met me!"
Monte chuckled. "Maybe we should start with a date. How would that sound ?"
Right before she could respond, he planted a warm kiss on Joel's cheek. She felt her cheeks dance with a lovely tingling sensation.
"Sure, call me I guess." she whispered, still in shock from what just occurred.
"Yes. Yes I will." he whispered into her ear.
As Monte strolled away, Joel felt like she was melting. That was a feeling she could cope with forever.
So, what did you think? I got Joel's (Again…Joel is a girl :]) last name from HIM's front man Ville Valo. I loved the name so I used it (HIM fans…I'm sorry I just had to do it. But her name sounds awesome…you have to admit) So review please! Thanks a bunch!