Nate smacks my ass, making me jump. "What did I say?"
"Stop talking about hot dudes," he growls and I giggle. We've just left the movie theater after watching Luke's newest movie, Never Surrender with Hugh Jackman. We're walking on the sidewalk toward the bar.
"What's the big deal? If you told me that you thought Scarlett Johanson was a hot piece of ass, I'd agree with you." I push my arm through his and lean my head on his shoulder as we walk. Natalie and Luke are walking ahead of us, hand in hand.
"Besides, you're the only hot dude I want, ace."
"Gee, I'm so happy to hear it," he mutters dryly, making me laugh again.
"Has Lucy turned her phone off yet, Nat?" I call to her. She's texted the poor woman ten times already.
"No, smart ass. But she just sent me the cutest picture of Liv and Sam sleeping on the couch." She shows it to me and we both ooh and aah over the sweet photo.
"I need a beer," Luke says. "Nate, can I buy you a beer?"
"Yes, please. I need it too."
"You both know you love looking at that baby," I smirk.
"Yes, but we're men, Jules. We keep our feelings to ourselves." Luke nuzzles Natalie's neck and I make a gagging noise in my throat.
"Keep your hands to yourself, pal, and we'll be fine. Jesus, why do I come out with you?"
"Because you think I'm cool and handsome and witty."
"And modest," I quip and we all laugh.
I do enjoy these people.
Oasis, the bar we're trying out tonight, is fairly busy, darkly lit, and loud with rock music. The cover band is currently playing a Maroon5 song, and doing a pretty good job of it, which is a good sign for us as Natalie and I are big Maroon5 fans. We find an empty booth and all have a seat.
"This is fun," I say as I look around the busy bar. The dance floor is good-sized and fairly full of dancers in various stages of intoxication. There are two pool tables in the opposite corner from the stage, both are being used at the moment. The bar itself is long and big, with three bartenders running back and forth filling orders.
A cocktail waitress in a tight white t-shirt and short black skirt with black apron approaches our table to take our orders.
"Hey there, ladies and gentlemen, what can I getcha?"
Luke orders beers for himself and Nate, and Natalie and I each a margarita. He knows how we like them.
"The music is great! Get a couple drinks in me and Natalie and I will be bustin' some moves." I smile shyly at Nate.
"You are beautiful tonight in this red dress," he murmurs in my ear.
We always dress up on premiere night. It's tradition.