He stops me by gently grasping my arm, I face him
"Hey, I was kidding."
"I wasn't, I'm really looking for someone else, now excuse me."
"Wait, I wanna talk to you."
"About what?! Didn't we talk already?"
"Is he bothering you?" interrupts a familiar voice.
Joe and I face Algy, both replying "no."
At this a smile paints Joe's face but quickly erases as I proceed to say "don't worry babe, I can handle an idiot."
Algy laughs, "okay then, do you wanna dance?"
"Later."
He nods "Well, I'll be round the front."
"okay" I reply with an awkward smile as he kisses me in front of Joe.

"Why didn't you tell me you're dating someone?" Asks Joe demandingly when Algy can no longer hear us.
I scoff, "why should I?"
"Maybe because we fucked?!"
"Shhhhut up!" I place my hand over his mouth then by his arm pull him out to the parking lot.
"I wasn't...thinking straight."
"You weren't thinking straight? I wasn't thinking straight when I fucked Gaby either, yet you 'hate' me? Stop being a hypocrite."
My heart sunk, I became incensed, "You have no right to make a comparison! You guys had sex more than once, you got her pregnant for fuck's sake!"
"I DIDN'T! I tried to explain to you one hundred times, she was lying because she was in love with me. When I told her I'd take care of the kid but not continue seeing her she spilled out the entire truth!"
"Oh." I answer awkwardly and secretly relieved he's not expecting like I thought.
An "I hate her" escapes his lips.
"What?"
"She ruined my life."
"Well," I sigh, "that makes two of us."
He lets out a weak laugh at my comment then gazes into my eyes making me nervous.

"What did you wanna talk about anyway?"
"Right. I wanted to let you know I'll sign the divorce papers."
"Really?! Thank you!" I say hugging him happily.
"Wow, you really do hate me don't you?" He asks.
"Only a little" I joke, his face clouds up by my crude words, "hey I'm just messing with you. How can I hate Romeo?"
He beams once again saying "you'll have to stick to those words after I tell you my price."
"What?"
"Oh Baby baby, won't you hear my plea? Come on sugar, won't you come on back to me?" He sings playfully getting on his knees.
"Stop fucking around Joe, what do you mean your price?"
He stands, "you didn't think I'd sign the papers without asking for anything in return now did you?"
"Actually yes, I did" I reply vexed.
"Listen Juliet, I'll sign. But, only if you go to New York City with me."
"Joe don't do this" I beg.
"Come on! It'll be fun" He says wrapping his arms around me from behind, "Just think about it; you, me, and The Clash. It'll be like the old times...When we come back I'll print my name on the paper. I'm a man of my word."
I jerk myself out of his embrace then face him, "I know what you're doing! You think I'll fall in love with you all over again if we spend a couple weeks together." I scoff, "good luck, as if I was so easily driven."
"You will need the luck" he says walking toward me, holding my chin, "all it took was one kiss to get you on your knees."
"Piss off!"
"I love you too" he says smiling naughtily. I disregard him and head back to the party, he yells, "let me know soon, the tour begins next week."