Wild Night: Part 1
Cara
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Josh headed down the West Wing hall smiling to himself. He finally
stopped in front of his best friend's office. "Oh, Sam."
An atrociously overworked Sam paused for a moment. "Yeah, Josh,
something I can do for you?"
"Not right now." Josh still stood in Sam's doorway.
"Then go away." Sam turned his focus back to his computer screen. "I
have to finish the Atlanta remarks before Leo comes to chew my head
off."
Josh snorted. "You didn't finish them? They were supposed to be done
yesterday."
"I got sidetracked."
"By what?"
Sam looked a bit shamefaced as he answered. "Eleanor."
"What do you mean?"
"Well ." Finally Sam spoke in a very low tone of voice. "C.J. and
Eleanor got me into a discussion of what order the wedding service
should be in."
Josh smiled broadly. It was the wise-ass grin that to Sam was the
most annoying part of his best friend. By far. "So, the old ball and
chain already has you wrapped around her little finger."
"I'll tell C.J. you called her that, Josh."
Josh debated an appropriate answer, then changed the subject. "So,
what day's good for your bachelor party?"
Sam put aside his work for a moment. "Probably Friday night. I
already told Leo that the two of us will want the day off afterwards."
Josh grinned. "Okay. Let me set it in motion. You, my friend, are
going to have the best bachelor party in the world."
"And what would that entail, may I ask?" Sam had to pose the
question. He was half excited, but he was also half dreading Josh's
answer.
"Well . how does this sound?" Josh paused and lowered his voice for
dramatic effect. "A limo, four cans of whipped cream, a Twister
board, some floor cleaner and a mouse. And the obligatory stripper,
of course."
"Of course." A small smile played on the corners of Sam's mouth. It
wouldn't be *that* bad. Not even Josh was that stupid as to let it
get out of hand.
"How could I be so dumb!" Josh smacked himself on the forehead. "Oh
yeah. I sent Donna out for six six-packs. I figure that'll be enough."
"Fine." Sam turned back to the computer. "I leave all in your capable
hands."
Josh turned to go, then lingered. "Actually, Sam, I do need one thing
from you."
"Sure."
"Laurie's number."
Sam stopped dead and fixed his friend with a fierce glare. "Josh,
what the hell do you need it for? She's not a call girl anymore. And
I resent the insinuation."
"No, Sam, you've got it wrong." Josh shrugged helplessly. "I just
thought . she might know someone or something."
Sam rolled his eyes. "What, Laurie's your one connection with
the `seedy Washington underworld?'" Josh didn't answer, and Sam
turned back to the computer. "Find your own strippers, Joshua."
"Fine. No offense, Sam. Really."
"I know." Sam turned back to the speech, sighing. That was just the
way Josh was. And he still didn't know how Donna put up with it, day
in day out.
Donna and Josh were very amusing to watch. He'd bait her until she
took it, then she'd turn the tables on him so neatly Josh was at a
loss for an answer. Sam often wondered how Josh could be a Fulbright
scholar and yet his dropout secretary could flummox him.
Not that he thought of Donna as a dropout, Sam added hastily to
himself. She was one of the most naturally bright women he'd ever
met. And she was brilliant in a way that Josh was not - common sense.
She would point out the problems with getting drunk on a Tuesday
night, while Josh would look at her as if she was speaking Farsi. And
then he'd go do it, and the next morning he'd do nothing but yell at
her. And she still put up with it! He gave her credit for her
forbearance.
And she'd needed it lately. She and C.J. had become very close, but
C.J. only grew more nervous as the wedding approached. She'd assured
him that she wanted nothing more than to get married, and Sam
believed her. But it wasn't good to watch her disintegrate. Thank God
Eleanor was there for the small details. C.J. dealt with those enough
at work. Thus the burden of keeping C.J. on an even keel had fallen
to him and to Donna.
Well, Sam mused, bachelor and bachelorette parties were a great way
to blow off steam. It would be incredible. Having fun was one of the
things Josh did best. But first, he had to finish this speech.
Buoyed by thoughts of release, Sam got back to work.
Part 2
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