Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine
Spoilers: No
Pairing: Jack/Liz
Summary: Liz sees Jack for the first time. No, Bianca does not exist in my world!
It was a snowy Saturday. Liz Lemon, being the 25-year-old girl she is, goes to the nearest building she can find. She, of course, chooses the GE building.
"Hi, um, do you know where I can find some good booze here?" Liz asked a page.
"Why, yes, of course. But the executive dining room is only exclusive to executives."
"May I speak with an executive?" she asked.
"I'm sorry, miss, but no. Would you like to speak to Mr. Geiss' choice of the next executive-to-be? He's a real charmer."
"What's his name?" she asked.
"Mister Donaghy. John Donaghy, actually, but he prefers to be called Jack. Would you like me to set up a meeting for you and him tomorrow night?"
"Oh, that'd be wonderful! Then I can get booze, right?"
"Of course."
"Alright. Here's my number, my name, and my address. Please give this to Mister Donaghy, because I have important matters to discuss with him."
A few hours later after she got back to her apartment, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Is this...Elizabeth?"
"This is she, and who may I ask is speaking?"
"Jack Donaghy."
"Oh, the next executive-to-be, right?"
Jack laughed.
"That's me. Anyway, would to you like to have dinner with me tomorrow night?"
This time, it was Liz's turn to laugh.
"Really? We haven't even met yet!"
"Well, I know your name, your number, and where you live, so that's basically all I need to know. I'm not a stalker."
"I never said you were."
"So, is that a yes?"
"Hmm......"
"Please hurry, Elizabeth. I have a meeting to get to."
"Yeah, sure. I'll go have dinner with you. And you don't have to call me Elizabeth. You can call me Liz."
"May I call you Beth?"
"No. That's--no. Liz is fine, thank you."
"As you wish."
"Would I...have to dress up?"
"If you want. We're not going to a movie or a subway restaurant."
"But those are the best ones!" Liz thought.
There was an awkward silence for a long time.
"Well, I'll be looking forward to our date then, Liz."
"Thank you, Jack. Same here."
She hung up and imagined what he would look like. His voice was so husky, and his laugh was so warm.
"Jenna?"
"Yeah, what?"
"I just got me a date!"
Jenna ran from her room and straight to Liz.
"Who? Who? Who?" she kept asking.
"His name is Jack Donaghy. And by his voice, I think he's pretty cute."
"You mean--you haven't seen him yet?"
Liz shook her head.
"We need to get your hair straightened, buy you makeup, and get you waxed."
"But, Jenna!--"
"Oh, and buy you a dress."
"But--"
"No buts! We are going! I don't care what time it is but we are going shopping."
The evening on Jack and Liz's first date was rather awkward. Liz's hair was straightened, makeup was all over her face, she was wearing this red "Oscar De La Renta" dress...as Jenna called it, and heels that were killing her.
Then, the doorbell rang. Liz ran to her room and got Jenna to answer the door.
"Are you...Elizabeth?" Jack asked.
"Oh, no. I'm her friend, Jenna Maroney. Liz is just finishing up."
Jenna ran back to Liz's room and told her how he looked like.
Liz came out of her room and went to sit by Jack.
"Hi there," she said.
"I'm pretty sure you're Liz now, aren't you?"
"That's me."
"Well, you look stunning. Even more stunning than I thought."
"You don't look so bad yourself, Jack."
"Off to our date, then?"
Liz nodded.
She could tell she was gonna get the booze she wanted even sooner than she thought.
END
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