<span style="font-style: italic"> "Yeah I thought it was really good. I think you are trying to make sure that I am fat by the end of this week aren't you." </span>Cody smiled at the slight teasing that Selena did to him. He shoved her ever so gently in the shoulder to answer that like a true friend. He almost wanted to keel over in laughter but instead he just grinned. "How about pizza?" The answer seemed like a double whammy to him as the scent of pepperoni pizza lingered into his nose. His body seemed to jolt in answer.<br/><br/>"Yea that soundsâ€¦" He paused and took another whiff of the pizza smell. "Awfully wonderful. I know just the placeâ€¦itâ€™s down the street a little ways but if you donâ€™t mind its one of the greatest pizza places on earth trust me." He knew he was bragging just a little but he felt it was only right for some reason. His hand seemed to enlace itself with Selenaâ€™s hand like a unique clingy crab. At least his hand seemed that way. He would never think of her like that.<br/><br/>He led her down the sidewalk and again cars passed by at a rather fair rate. It seemed the whole world had to be busy on the one day he was treating out a sweet girl but that was all good. At last he saw the sign that read "Olympic Pizza : fit for an Olympian" A grin crossed his face. "It sure is Fit for an Olympian." He joked to Selena as they entered the rather beautiful pizza place through itâ€™s decadent front door.<br/><br/>The place was buzzing with activity and there was a bar to their left and to their right was the sit down area. Where the seats were red velvet , and place seemed rather elegant. A lady walked up to them her eyes seeming to linger on him. "Now why canâ€™t for once I get a male waiterâ€¦that I way I can stab jealous glares at him." He joked trying to keep the mood rather light since he knew this waitress was going to give Selena hell. The waitress was his ex from like seventh grade and yet she still held some sort of grudge even though she was the one that broke up with him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Cody."</span>The word seemed to seethe through the waitresses mouth like a snake.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Right this way." </span>She flashed a rather mean look at Selena and he was about to deck a girl in the face but he thought better of it , and instead decided to snap back at her with a comment about her shoes. Yup the shoes.<br/><br/>"Deana it seems your taste in shoe-wear has gone down since I last fucked you..which was like what years ago. Do not judge another by the shoes they wear." He gave a nasty grin at Deana as she sat them in the far corner facing the TV.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Oh pleaseâ€¦.you are rather decisive and when did you go around taking in charity cases? What would you want to drink dear?" </span>She directed her glare at Selena, and having forgotten where his hand was seemed to have been a bad thing. His hand was still linked with Selenaâ€™s , and he gripped it rather hard.<br/><br/>"Selena your not a charity case." He whispered. "Sheâ€™s just jealous." He again whispered fully knowing that Deana could hear him. He waited to hear what Selena had to say. This just might have been a bad idea taking her here. The hostile situation was like living in the jungle and he had no clue that Deana was working , or that he would run into her like this. He hated Deanaâ€™s guts like cat hates mice.