#cobblezean

Here's an excerpt:

"Would you.. like to go park? There's a.. good spot up ahead." Butch resumed worrying his bottom lip.

"Go park..?"

Butch laughed politely. "You know.." He squeezed Oswald's thigh, "Necking? Petting? Backseat Bingo?"

"What?" Oswald was bewildered. He had no idea what Butch was trying to say. It was like he was making stuff up to mess with him. Only, Butch didn't do that.

"Seriously, Oswald? Canoodling?"

He shook his head.

Here's an excerpt:

"Is that what you were just humming?"

Butch gave him a sly smile. "It's my favorite song at the moment. I just picked this tape up the other day." He opened the glove compartment and showed him the case.

Oswald's face definitely blushed. The cassette was of The Penguins. He shyly looked over at Butch who obliviously started singing along.

"The vision of your love, loveliness.. I hope and I pray that someday, I'll be the vision of your hap-happiness, oh, oh.."

Butch hesitated but agreed without complaint. "Sorry Babe," he apologized to the girl, "gotta stay."

"Some other time then?" She kissed his cheek.

Oswald wasn't sure what he was feeling. He wasn't sure if Fish was doing this for him. Why would she? Was she expecting Oswald to make a move? How could he expect Butch to settle for him tonight when the girl he had planned on was being turned away? He certainly didn't feel well about Butch lightly caressing the girl's face and kissing her goodbye on the lips.