Lemonade
Rating: PG
Pairing: Jack/Liz
Summary: Liz finds out his favorite drink.

"He loves lemons. He can't of them! He'd grab a lemon wedge and suck it 'til it's dry," a friend of Jack's said. "Uh-huh...what about lemonade?" Liz asked.
"Anything with a Lemon in it, he'll love it. Why? I'm Jane Durham, by the way."
"Liz...nice to meet you."
"What's your last name?"
Jack came back from the restroom, sitting back down at their table.
"Uh, Lemon, are you okay?" he asked.
"W-w-w-wait. Your last name's Lemon?"
Liz nodded and Jane bursted out laughing.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"Nothing, nothing. I suppose I should leave you two alone now. Have fun with a 'Lemon,' Jack."
Jane left.
"Well, well, well...looks like someone's got a guilty pleasure."
"Like you don't, Lemon! You get a Jack Daniels every time, steak with Jack glaze--"
"Alright, alright! We both have our obsessions. Can we just not talk about it and enjoy Anna Howard Shaw Day?"
"Or...Valentine's Day."
"You're sick."
"It's worth a shot. I love me some Lemon, and you love yourself some Jack."
"You're drunk. I should take you home."
"What a great idea," Jack said with a grin.

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