Reno didn't slow, he didn't turn, he didn't wait.
"You'll get it...just not right now." He said trying to keep his raging stomach under control
He glared at her as she caught up and then merely cocked his head.
"Isn't that a double standard?" He queried.

Reno stopped and stared. Then he began nodding.
"Okay...drinking isn't an excuse....but this is..." He finally gave up the futile struggle and let all the corrupting mess just have it's way with his stomach and he doubled over on the street to let it all out...in one great rush.
Well, so much for the one in a millon times he actually polished his shoes.

As soon as Reno lost it, Danae let out a squeal as he heaved.
"Oh Reno," she said with her hand on his back. "See, that's why you shouldn't drink."
She patted his back as the flow didn't seem to stop enough for air.

These were obvious reasons that Danae had never had a drink before in her life. Obviously the sickness, then the actual aspect of being drunk, and the the hangover that had the power to make one crazy!
She had far too much experience with men drinking.

As Reno had begun to gain a steady set of guts again, Danae tried to help him from his hunched over position, "Now I bet you feel much better now huh?"

(Short again. :C)

Reno couldn't grace Danae with an answer right then, but he was sure, if he could...it wouldn't have been fit for a lady's company.

As he stood again, straightening what was still 'neat' in his disheveled apperance, he peered hard at the ground.
"Have you seen my entrails? I think I might have lost them on that second or third heave..." The sad thing was...he was completely serious.
He finally righted himself enough and looked back to where Danae stood.
"I don't usually drink like this...contrary to what you've seen tonight, I normally stop at three." How many had he had tonight? Eight? Ten...he'd lost count after that fifth one.

Nodding, Danae couldn't help but t look at her feet with guilt, if she hadn't have stopped him, he would have at least made it to a toilet.

"Forget my goodbye," she said looking up with an almost disappointed look about her.
"You need to go sleep, mm-kay?"

Backing away from him, Danae nodded, and then began to walk towards wherever Reno wasn't, which at the moment was to her right.

"I'm sorry for bothering you," she called over her shoulder.
She hadn't intended to cause anyone any trouble, but then that good-for-nothing mystery guy didn't show up, and now, Danae seemed out of a job again, just her luck.

He didn't say anything, but merely smiled and waved.
"Sleep....uh huh." Reno turned and took a step falling flat on his face.
"Kay, 'Night." He was sober, yes, but not quite all gathered together. One of the many drawbacks of getting wasted, at least for Reno, Rude, he knew could knock 'em back like nobody's business, and still not have hardly any side effects, Elena never touched the stuff, so he guessed he had to fall in between there somewhere.
"Gunnn...." He said sitting up on his knees.
"Well, that was fun." He looked around, and sighed at the lights that glowed on the horizion of the city. Shin-Ra beckoned.
"I'm really gonna catch it...." He scratched his head, and rose. Then headed off towards home.

[time skip?]

The next morning seemed to blur on and on for Danae as she bustled around Midgar. Everyone seemed just as normal as anyone as they continues with their usual routines of coffee and office buildings. And of course, the children plagued the streets and alley ways.

As Danae made her way down one small sidewalk to another, she felt not only exhausted from the night before, which had literally only occurred hours ago, and the lack of sleep she had managed to get otherwise.
She just couldn't think clearly, and it hurt as she sipped her drink, careful not to burn her tongue.

Of course, she knew why she had been in such a bad mood, and knew the chances of it lifting were zero to none. But maybe her luck could improve and she would either find a job, or that other thing she wanted.

"RRRRREEEEEENNNNNOOOOOO!!!!" Rude's voice was like a revelry....a very loud, very annoying revelry that Reno wanted nothing more than to choke out of existance, but he refrained from doing so, and merely rolled off his cot and into the cold floor, ignoring his co-worker and his hideous smile....EVERYTHING looked hideous that morning, the bed that was still warm and inviting, the cold floor that sent chill bumps up and down his spine, the alarm clock that sat right by his head that never seemed to want to go off, and even the gun that hung off a chair in the corner of his cubicle, not room, cubicle it wasn't big enough to be called a room.
"What do you want?" He managed to growl out with a sour look plastered on his face as he sat upright and scratched his head with one hand, while the other managed to scratch his stomach, this was talent at nine in the morning with the last remnants of a hang-over.
"Came by to make sure you were up. Actually Tseng sent me to wake you up, after the way you came in last night, he was pretty sure you'd either be dead, or passed out."
"I reeeaaallly wish it were the former.." Reno flopped back onto the chilly tile and shivered.
"Yeah, I guess we all do at some point or another. You'd better get dressed though, you and I are out on rounds."
"Rounds? Can the Boss make this any worse?"
"Keep talking like that and he will Reno, he will." Rude's laugh went with him out of the room, leaving Reno to get up and get going...however reluctant he was to go about it.

Danae continued her walk, from one street to another as men and women alike shoved her aside, heading for their own jobs, off into their own lives leaving poor Danae to be overthrown by the masses.

Turning and twisting down another set of side streets, Danae was pushed against a wall, tripped three times, and had dropped her drink, which had happened to spill on her shoes.

"Thanks," she screamed at the man who had bumped into her, and then picked up her cup.
Walking a bit farther, she dropped she wasted drink into a nearby trashcan, and then walked towards a building with a help wanted sign in the window.

But of course as she grew near, Danae discovered it was an office job, and was certainly not cut out for that sort of thing.
But no matter, she had all day to walk around, and she wasn't ready to give up now.

"-Eno? Reno!" Reno jerked up and turned to where Rude was behind the wheel of one of the large luxury cars that the TURKS were graced enough to have.
"What?"
"You've been awfully quiet over there? What? You see something pretty walking down the street?"
"Nnn...Not really...just....I was just thinking." Rude nearly slammed on the brakes.
"You!? Thinking?!? Reno.." He lay a free hand on the redhead's brow and narrowed his eyes behind the dark sunglasses.
"You're not sick are you."
"Ha.HA." Reno said lightly slapping his hand away.
"No. Just drive alright, I'm fine." Truth was...he'd been thinking about wether or not that Danae had found that guy...or a job...just leaving a lady like that always made him wonder...now wether or not he followed up on that..that was a completely diffrent matter.

Danae hadn't seen the nice appearing, black car slam on the brakes, however, she had heard it, and everyone in the area stared in that direction, a series of whispers escaping them.
Danae didn't care so much about the noise as she had about what the car had stopped for, maybe they had hit something.

Pushing past the crowd, she began her way down another series of streets, being pulled along by the current of bodies, moving every separate direction they could.
And when her phone vibrated in her pocket, she jumped a bit, and then answered it.
It was the man who was supposed to meet her at the bar.

He apologized on and on about how he hadn't been there, and how something had mysteriously come unto his attention.
Even so, he seemed intent on meeting Danae as he slurred the conversation, on and on and on.
Eventually when Danae neared a crosswalk, she hadn't noticed that it was only a lack of cars coming, instead of being told to stop..

Rude hadn't drove on, instead he'd kindly gotten out of the way of everyone else, and pulled over to a curb where he proceeded to stare at his smaller companion.
"What?" Reno asked, taking his head from his propped up hand and cocking an eyebrow.
"What is it now."
"Something happened last night that you aren't telling me."
"No, really?" His sarcasm wasn't lost.
"Reno..."
"Alright, alright, I was actually later than usual...because of this girl."
"Girl." It was more a statement than a question, but with the arch of his brow, Rude didn't need to question.
"Yes, Girl. Female specimen of the Human vareity." He looked out the tinted windows and stared across traffic.
"She was waiting at the bar for some guy."
"A Pro?"
"NO. she was looking for a job..or some sort of work..but the dude never showed up."
"Hmm..Sounds sketchy to me."
"Yeah, but I waited with her, got into a fight and went home."
"Eh, sounds like you, so, what did this 'girl' look like."
"Eh, you know she was...well..." Reno looked over the same spot of traffic, only to spot said girl making her way into the crosswalk.
"Ho Crap, there she is!" He unlocked his door, and opened the passenger side to wave across to Danae, he'd wanted to ask how her job hunting was, but wondered why she was out in the middle of the road......
......where cars were coming.

That's when Danae spotted him, what she was hoping to see, that other thing.
"Um, can I go, I have to go, like, now!"

Waving back, Danae didn't even give the man on the phone time for a response as she suddenly noticed the cars, and dashed back across towards Reno.
Somewhat, she seemed a bit too clueless for her own good..

He looked better than he had the night before, much more clean, and now with a more sober look on his face.
His features were more noticeable in the light, and he was a handsome man, more or less.

Shoving her phone into her pocket quickly, Danae brushed some of her hair from her face as she approached Reno, and his car, making sure that not a single hair would be out of place.

"Hey," she said in an excited tone. "You're alive!"

Spotting Rude in the driver seat, staring at her through his tinted shades, she smiled, "Hey there," she said with a small wave, bending down just enough for him to see her face a bit better.

Reno waved with two fingers from his forehead and chuckled.
"HEY!...you almost wern't." He pointed across the way to a few disgruntled drivers and smirked, leaning on the door that remained open.
Inside, Rude nodded, keeping his professional level of 'cool'.
Reno shook his head.
"What in the world possesed you to walk out into traffic Danae?" A snicker and he went on.
"Wanted to end it all? Or did I just have that effect on you?" He struck an almost humorus pose batting his eyelashes, and earning him a grunt from Rude inside.
"Alright, alright, I'm done." He smiled at his friend and was pleased to see he got a smirk in return...Rude had to realize, it was Reno's duty, nay, pleasure, to ham it up for the ladies.

Crossing her arms, Danae listened to, and watched Reno and his suicide theories.

"Yes Reno," she cooed. "I wanted to end it all! Then and there you would have seen me die, and then wished I hadn't."

Laughing a bit at her acting, she shook her head and began again.

"Nah, if you hadn't noticed I was distracted by my phone, and I just didn't see that there were cars coming, really it wasn't my fault at all.. We can all blame that man who never showed last night."

The way she spoke almost sounded a bit sour, like she was angry at the stranger for something, or in fact nothing.. Or maybe it was because it distracted her to the point of nearly getting killed. Really, she wasn't very sure.

Rude let out a laugh and Reno pouted.
"Ow, so it wasn't my endearing and sexy, if I may say so, charms that kept you from dying? Ow..I'm not bleeding..but ow." He sat there another moment or two before chuckling himself.
"So I take it that he finally contacted you huh? What did he say about the job? You got it right? After that left...right....whatever hook I took last night he'd better." Reno absently rubbed along his jaw, thinking he was sure he'd stepped out into traffic himself and got hit....by a semi.

((I think that's where he got hit XDD LOL))

"Well actually," Danae said. "I don't really know if I've got it yet or not. I kind of hung up on him when I saw you.. But before that he said he was still interested in seeing me."

Danae couldn't help but to laugh at Reno's mock hurt; he was cute, period.
"And yes," she said in her smooth voice from before. "It was how sexy you looked last night that made me save myself Reno, seeing you wave was my only reason!"

Throwing her body gently against Reno's, she put her hand across her forehead, and made a loud sigh while fluttering her eyes, "Oh it was all for you Reno," she cried aloud, various people turning to stare at this odd woman.

He poked out his lower lip.
"Well, call the idiot back, I want to know what he says!" He was taken off guard by her sudden embrace and took to grinning like an idiot, leaning down to give Rude a thumbs up. Rude just groaned tapping the wheel.
"Well, then, I guess that's all that matters then isn't it."
"Hardly, what a sad existence to live only to see you."
"Well, oh my dissaproving friend, unlike some balding bodyguards, I happen to retain my sex appeal."
"I'm not balding I--"
"Shave my head, I know, I know, it's all for your image old friend, all for your image."
"That's right."

Danae found herself giggling as she listened to the two of them arguing, really they were acting quite childish to say the least.
But they seemed fun to be around, and obviously they hit her funny spots quite hard for her to be laughing as much as she was.

Bending down suddenly, she shoved her hand through the door, holding it out to Rude.

"I'm Danae," she said with a smile, her dimples showing slightly.

Now this was nice, kind of. It had been so long since Danae had been out with friends, or really with anyone..
And since her recent job predicament, she hadn't really done anything, and that included men, laughing, everything.

Reno leaned down and smiled.
"Come on." He said as Rude looked at the hand.
"Don't be like that, she's trying to be friendly." Rude just looked at him.
"Am I the only one that sees anything wrong with this picture?" Obviously, because with great reluctance, he took the hand and merely stated his name.
"I'm Rude."
"Character reference and all, ain't that the grand thing about his name?" Another growl from deep inside the car.

Laughing at Reno, Danae bumped into him as she pulled her upper half away from the car.

"Well I hate to keep yo two.. I mean, if you were on your way somewhere, I don't want to hold you up."

But she did want to hold them up, well, Reno anyway.
She would rather stand there and talk for hours than have to go back to her apartment, or have to meet that strange man.
She liked Reno, he was nice, and funny, among other things.

But Rude didn't seem to happy about staying where he was, or having to watch Reno talk to some silly girl who nearly got nailed by a car.
He looked a bit impatient.

"Oh? Oh we wern't doing anything, just out for a drive. Wern't we Rude?" Groan.
"Don't bring me into this Reno, if you want to ditch rounds and face Rufus when you get back that's your business, but do NOT drag me into your escapades again, remember the last time? We--"
"Got three days in isolation, and Rufus gave us a 'stern talking-to' face it Rude, the Boss needs us, he's not going to kill us off that easily, besides, with you-know-who gone with the other you-know-who, he's got bigger fish to fry, one day slacking isn't going to hurt."
"With you Reno, it's more like EVERYday slacking."
"As I was saying..." He said with a flair turning back to Danae.
"Is there anyplace you'd like to go? I mean, poor Rude's so bored out here, only having rounds to make, no one to talk to...what say we keep him company?"

This time as Danae laughed, she covered her mouth slightly; poor Rude. He was getting dragged through the dirt, but oh well! Danae needed the air, and if Rude didn't want to be nice, he didn't have to be. He could sulk around by himself.

"Well," she began. "There is no place that I feel the desire to visit, but I agree. We should definitely keep him some company, I mean, all that stress from work must be what made him go bald in the first place."

Now that was a bit of a dirty way to play things out, but it would work. And Reno was sure to get a tickle out of it at least, and that had to count for something.

"See?" Reno said with a smirk leaning into the car again.
"Even she thinks your going bald."
"I'm not BALD!" Rude groaned with a final cry of resolve....he was defeated and he knew it, but with two against one, who in the world could win.
"If that's how you're going to be, we can get rounds done and take your girlfreind with us. Get in the back, girl."
"Awww, that's no fun Rude. How about I drive and you sit in the back? Make a round robin out of it?" Rude glared.
"On second thought, yeah, you drive, you're better at it than I am anyway."
He slipped into the passenger seat again, crossing his legs in the spacious front seat and smiled at Danae through his rolled down window.
"Better do as his says Danae, Rude's not liable to make the offer twice."

Smiling, Danae opened the back seat door, and climbed in, nearly bumping her head, and then closing the door quickly.

"So what exactly are we going to do," she asked with a hint of intrigue in her voice.

What was all of this about, "making rounds" and such?
Never had she heard things like that before..
What did Reno do?

As she settled into her seat, she could feel Rude glaring at her through the rear-view mirror, then take his eyes back ahead as he started the car.

"What are the plans," she asked, adding to what she had said only seconds earlier.
"Are we making, 'rounds,' whatever those are, or what?"

Reno, who hardly ever bother to buckle his seatbelt, turned and looked behind him, draping an arm over the back of the seat.
"Rounds, that's it, we drive all over the city, and make sure everything's as it should be."
"Or we're supposed to report if we find...well...we know, and it really doesn'y concern you."
"Oh please Rude, you're as worried about them as I am, don't act so high and mighty all the time, geeze." He looked back and smiled.
"After all that's done we can find a nice quiet park to let him off his leash for a while, what do you say?"
Rude grumbled to himself, but kept his eyes on the road, and his hands, which actually longed to be around the flamboyant red-head's neck, on the steering wheel.