Behind The Scenes

Chapter 4 (Part 2): Are you ready for a brand new life?

Matthew stared the clock of the car panel and saw it was 4:12AM. He was over half an hour driving through West Hollywood searching for the damn kiwi ice cream, but of one thing he was sure: he wanted to die. No, to be honest, he wanted to kill Alyssa.

"Where the hell am I?" He grumbled, his voice a little too loud, considering the total silence of the car, when he heard the intro of the Memorial Stripper's song that Aly was in the video on the radio. "AND IT'S YOUR FAULT, LITTLE!" He swore, loudly.

He turned the radio off, cursing, and stopped in the front of a 24/7 candy store that possibly would have something. With his luck, they would have all possible flavors, even gold and sapphire flavored ice cream; but certainly wouldn't have the fucking kiwi. He quickly entered through the glass door and saw the sleepy attendant widen her eyes, suddenly waking up in an excited mood.

"You are... You are-"

"Yes, Matthew Crawford, pleased to meet you". He smiled seductively to the shorty freckled girl. He wanted to get out of there as soon as possible and preferably with the damn ice cream.

"I can't believe this!" The girl was literally jumping, which made Crawford laugh. "What can I do for you? We have all possible candies here! From all countries! We received a shipment of new Norwegian delicacies which I'm sure..."

"Do you have kiwi ice cream?"

The attendant - that he noticed, by the badge, was named Tanya - widened her eyes, then blushed.

"Er... Kiwi... I don't think so. But we have pistachio!"

Matthew nervously ran his fingers through his hair, swearing at the next four generations of his new girlfriend. It was bullshit. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and got away from Tanya.

She answered on the first ring.

"Are you already in Las Vegas?" She simply said, and Crawford frowned.

"What?"

"Well, considering you're taking this long..." she said, and Matthew felt his face burn in anger.

"Go fuck yourself, Alyssa. I've wasted forty minutes running after that fucking ice cream that doesn't exist anywhere!"

"Of course it does, I already had it once. I can't remember where, but-" Aly was going to laugh, but got interrupted again.

"Look, what they have here is pistachio. Take it or leave it". He fired, and gave an involuntary jump when he saw Tanya with her big smile right behind him.

"Ah, Matthew..." Aly dragged her voice, in a way that always worked with any guy. "You don't understand! It's not pistachio, it's-"

"Motherfucking kiwi, I know!" He interrupted her, angry. "But I already ran the entire Los Angeles looking for this ice cream, either you put out the firewith pistachio or-"

Tanya was poking him. He stared at her, irritated.

"What?" He asked a little too loud, and the girl seemed to wither. "Oh, sorry, you're not the problem." he added, making her smile again.

"There's a 24/7 ice cream shop in Toluca Lake that I'm sure it has kiwi". She said, than Matthew realized Alyssa was talking.

"I heard what the girl said!" Aly said right after, making him roll his eyes. Shit. "But it's okay, Matthew, seriously. I think I already abused too much of you for one night. I will survive." She added, serious, and Matthew didn't notice any sarcasm in her voice.

He snorted.

"Now this shit became a question of honor." He replied. "And you'll have to eat the whole thing."