Part 3: Stuck at the Opera with a Chatterbox

To read part one and two go to Tobi's and Rachel's blogs.

“Pppaaauuuullll!!!” He heard someone screeching his name. The people in front of him turned around annoyed at the disturbance. At first, he was puzzled and bewildered, but it all came back to him at the same exact moment he saw the girl with curly brown hair flying towards him. Oh no, he groaned. It’s her again!"


"This is not happening," he tried to tell himself as he turned around in his seat and hoped she would leave him alone, but it was impossible. She rushed right over to him, plopped herself down in the chair next to him and exclaimed, "Oh Paul it's so good to seeeeee yooouuu! It's so cute, and funny that we run into each other all the time!!!"


"Um, I've seen you twice." Said Paul rather annoyed.


"That whole "life and death" situation in the elevator was so scary!! I mean it was just like, you know crazy! Still I think if no one had come, you could of hotwired the buttons and got them working Like that one episode of MacGyver."


"What? Did you honestly just compare me to MacGyver, Paul asked shocked and way beyond annoyed.

"Well I like to give people compliments. Don't you think the MacGyver show is so cute!?


"No." said Paul, but she was not listening.


He's so cute! He has such nice hair."(All of this was said in a rather loud whisper)" I Love Penny Parker she is so cute too! Have you seen that one episode where they get trapped in that room and..."


"Look will you please just shut up?" (He asked this in a nice way, well; if it is possible to tell someone to shut up in a nice way then he said it that way) "I want you to leave me alone and stop talking to me ok? And I would really like to review this opera before it's over. So please just leave me alone."


"Oh, ok...sure." He could tell she was hurt but she did not seem as upset as Paul had thought she would be. "People must ask her to "please shut up" often" thought Paul with a bit of smile.


"Thank you."

He turned his concentration back to the show in time to catch singer Stephon Gavet sing the final note of the French opera "Cadmus et Hermione". This annoyed Paul greatly and Laura had never been more annoying then she was right now.


He glanced down at her note pad long enough to see her write, "The song was cute, and so is stephy isn’t that a cute nickname? I made it up." "Oh brother," Paul thought with a roll of his eyes. "Who does she write reviews for? Who would actually print that as a critic review??"


Since the opera was ended he took a moment to look around at all the other critics that had come. There were a few fellow critics that he recognized, and two that he didn't recognize.


A man in a dark suit, with dark eyes and a black brief case in his hand and a blond woman with him, they seemed to be together. Paul would have to find out who these new critics were.


Just then his cell phone rang, "Hello? Oh hi, tonight? Sure I just... the opera just ended, how about that little cafe on the corner? Ok sis, sounds good see you there, bye."


Laura leaned over suspiciously, obviously eavesdropping. He gave her an evil look to remind her to leave him alone, and she was wise enough not to say anything.

He took one of the cabs that was waiting outside the theater and looked up to see Laura coming out the theater building, "Oh no please don't let her get in his cab, please," he was starting to get worried, but thankfully she took the cab in front of his.


He thought he was safe until the cab in front of his started taking all the same turns as his cab. "What!? this is so impossible" he was starting to get really scared when her cab finally took a different turn just before the cafe, "thank goodness hopefully I'never run unto her again" thought Paul greatly relieved.


He entered the restaurant and was seated at a table for two. He had been there for only five minutes when heard a giggly voice behind him exclaim "Oh look it's Paul!"


"Oh no please please you can't do this to me!!"

"I'm sorry Paul I know you told me to leave you alone but will only be a little while.


"Waiter!!!! Over here!"(Paul clenched his jaw) "Paul I want you to meet my hubby Darius!"
She said with a huge smile.

As soon as Paul had turned around he had noticed the man next to her, he instantly had him slotted through his mental stereotype machine Family class: Perfect guy for ditsy girl. Subclass: mid twenties, thinks he is in his mid teens. Subsubclass: Ken doll.

Paul gave them a look of utter, well, anger, major annoyance, and unbelief that one girl could be so annoying.

"Hi" said Darius (not only did he look like a Ken doll he sounded like one too, if you can imagine what a Ken doll would sound like).


Paul was about to let loose is wrath, when a feminine voice behind him said, 'Hello Paul who are your friends here?"

Part 4: Stuck in a cafe with the Chatterbox and Co. will be written by Sam