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[lopez_j]

The reviews for Gigli are both good and bad. I guess you can take what the critics say to heart or just enjoy the film. Either way I don't really care. I'm not too fond of the film myself and I'm especially sick of how the media is saying this is Ben's and myself "make it or break it couple movie". They think that this movie determines how Jersey

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[sliminem]

*is half asleep on the sofa, hears the bell ring, sits up, rubbing his eyes with his forefinger and thumb*

*runs his fingers through his hair*

*slowly rises, checking the monitor, surprised*

*opens the door, smirks* Hey. Where's mine?

[lopez_j]

*smiles and pulls the other slurpee from behind her back and thrusts it into your hands* Right here. It's good to be a gracious host but even better to be a gracious guest. And no I didn't learn that from a hooker. *laughs*

*hangs you a 7-11 bag* I figured it was a little late but I got a few pints of Ben n' Jerry's for Willa and Hailie. I can't walk by an ice cream freezer without buying something.

*smirks* Are you gonna invite me in or what? I'm not a vampire.

[sliminem]

*snorts*

*genuinely surprised, since he was joking*

Wow. Thank you. *takes the drink and the bag, hesitates, looking at you, then back in the house*

Eh. I feel like gettin' outta here anyways or else I'm bound-ta go unconcious at any fucking second. *motions with his head behind him* Lemme run this bag up-ta Willa 'n' we'll go for-a drive or sump'thin, aight?

Come on in, I'll be back down. *starts upstairs*

[lopez_j]

*waves her hands* Don't even worry about it. And sure, I wouldn't mind getting away for a few minutes.

*steps inside and sits down in the foyer, lifting her foot onto a nearby table to tie her shoe and waits for you to come back down*

[sliminem]

*glances over at you* Hilary Duff? What is that?

I ain't real worried. I'm fucking sick-a hearin' stories 'bout me 'n' havin' them twist shit I said or did in-ta sump'thin else. But. *shrugs* Guess it's part-a the price I pay-ta get my shit out there. When they stop talkin'...that's when I gotta worry.

*makes a turn* I can get us there. I ain't been-ta one in-a while. I don't really ever get enough time-ta. Britney goes-ta 'em a lot.

[lopez_j]

Are you oblivious to pop culture Mathers?

*glances over at you* I suppose you're right. At least sometimes they write nice things. Note I said sometimes.

*claps her hands* Oh good. I haven't been to one in a while. I've been working like a god damn horse lately. *gently ignores the Britney comment, as to not work you up*

[sliminem]

*smiles slightly, eyes on the road* I try-ta be. But some-a that shit still leaks through now 'n' then.

*makes another turn* I've been stuck in the studio for 'bout two weeks now. But it's just as well 'cause this is the first week I've seen much-a Hailie in-a while.

Amanda's been real good 'bout bringin' her down 'n' makin' sure I get-ta see her even when I workin'. *glances over at you* I gotta take her back tomorrow mornin'. I'd keep her 'round but startin' Sunday I gotta travel all over the place.

[lopez_j]

*laughs* Yeah the bad stuff always leaks through.

*furrows her eyebrows* Did you ever think about taking her with you? I know that's no atmosphere for a little girl, but one or two dates couldn't hurt.

Yeah, from what I hear Willa is really great. Where are you going to next?

[lopez_j]

*smirks* Somehow I don't believe you.

I am not ruining my picture perfect smile on your crum bum shoes there buddy. *finished unlacing the one shoe and looks up at you, giggling*

*pokes your side repeatedly* I know you want to tell me all your problems like I'm your newest yet more appealing shrink.

[sliminem]

*mouth opens slightly, staring at you in mock offense*

Crum bum shoes? Are you fucking kiddin'? Do you know how much I spend on the shoes alone?

*leans back, tilts head to one side so the bill of his hat casts a shadow over his eyes, squinting at you, in amusement* Eminem buys nothin' but the best for his feet.

*glances down at the sand, smiles slightly* I'm just tired, it's nothin' really. Don't want Hailie-ta take off tomorrow. Don't wanna go see Kim tomorrow. Don't want-ta deal wit' shit next week.

I just wanna sit here wit' Jenny Lopez *takes off his hat, puts it on your head* 'n' forget 'bout all that shit.

[lopez_j]

I was just joshing ya. Your shoes are the lovliest shoes I have ever laid eyes upon and I take back my comment with my whole heart. Can your shoes ever forgive me? *crosses her eyes and purses her lips*

There's a lot of don'ts in that sentence. Trying out those rose colored glasses I gave you yet?

*blushes and hides her face by looking to the left* That was....great. I..don't even have a proper response.

[sliminem]

*looks at you, chuckles, bumping you with his shoulder before leaning back and looking at you for a moment, says shortly* No.

*clucks tongue* Not too much. I only seem-ta get-a chance-ta wear 'em when I'm sittin' in the dark 'bout shit. Which is prolly more often than you'd be thinkin'. *shrugs indifferently*

I know. Thought you'd like that. *chuckles again*

*notices your blushing, smirks slightly, biting his lip, ducking his head in order see you better, amused*

[sliminem]

*shrugs, shakes his head, staring ahead* Nah, you didn't. I just don't hear that kind-a shit much.

*watches your hand, looks up at you, smirks, takes his free hand and pulls the bill of his hat down over your face, gets up*

*grabs your purse from the sand, runs to the car*

[lopez_j]

*laughs and mutters under her breath* He's his own personal cockblocker.

*gets up, shakes the sand from herself and runs over to where you are* Why are you insane?

[sliminem]

*raises his hands up in the air, holding your purse with one hand, backing up slowly while looking at you*

I dunno. I've been surrounded by females most-a my life. That shit'll make you crazy, real quick.

*grins, silently daring you to try to take it from him*

[lopez_j]

*puts her hands on her hips* I'm not playing your game MARSHY MARSH MARSH.

*strolls over to where you are and makes a quick grab for her purse, pulling it out of your hands and pulling you pants down before you can react*

*jumps around like Rocky* I win. I win. You lose. You lose. Eat my dust Mathers. Lopez got it goin' on. Word.