The studio was amazing! It was huge, and there were a million things going on. I could hardly even pay attention to the tour guide. "And this is the set of Studio 60." The woman said. "I love this show!" I whispered to Ryan. "Me too." He said. "This is so amazing!" I told him. He just smiled. I snapped a few more pictures and then we headed off for the set of the Conan O'Brien show. I took so many pictures that day! "Would you like me to take a picture of you and your boyfriend?" An attractive man standing next to me asked. "Oh, this isn't my-" I started to answer, but Ryan cut me off. "Sure." Ryan said, and took the camera from me and handed it to the guy. "This is a nice camera." He said, and snapped a couple shots. "And you know how to use it." I told him. "Yeah. It's what I do." He said. "Me too." I told him, and smiled. "Lets go, the tour is leaving us behind." Ryan said, and started pulling me along. "Bye. Thanks!" I called after the guy. "What was that?" I asked Ryan. "Sorry. I didn't like that guy." He said. "Okay." I said, and just followed him a long. We finished the tour, both in kind of sour moods. "Want to go ice skating?" He asked me. "I don't know how." I told him. "It's nothing, I'll teach you." He said. "Okay." I told him. He took my hand and walked to the giant ice rink. Ryan rented some skates and we sat down at a table to put them on. He laughed as he watched me struggle with mine. "A little help?" I asked him. "Sorry." He said, still laughing. "SHUT UP!" I shouted, and an old man jumped and looked at me. "Sorry." I giggled. "There you go." Ryan said. "Now how do I get from here to the ice?" I asked him. He laughed, and almost fell over. "Stop it! I've never done this before!" I said. "It's easy. You walk." He said, and helped me out to the ice. I stepped on it, and almost fell! Ryan caught me. He was still laughing. "You think this is SO funny, don't you? How the hell did you learn to iceskate, anyway?" I asked him. "I used to play Hockey." He said. "Really?" I asked. "Yeah." He said. "But you are too pretty to be a hockey player." I told him. "Too pretty?" He said, and pushed me. I started skating backwards. "HEY!!!! Make me stop!" I yelled, trying not to fall over. He skated over to me and stopped me. All while laughing. "You suck!" I told him. "COme on." He said, pulling me along the ice. We had a lot of fun that day. We didn't get back home until sundown. "Thank you for taking me today! It was so much fun." I told him. "You're welcome." He said. "I'll see you later." He said and hugged me. "Bye." I said, and waived has he walked down the hall. I went inside and looked at my answering machine. I had 10 messages! "Holy shit!" I said, and hit the play button. Two were from Matt talking about my photo. Three from Johnny asking when we could hang out next. The others were telemarketers and one wrong number. I picked up the phone to call johnny, but hung up and decided to take a bath instead.
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The studio was amazing! It was huge, and there were a million things going on. I could hardly even pay attention to the tour guide.
"And this is the set of Studio 60." The woman said.
"I love this show!" I whispered to Ryan.
"Me too." He said.
"This is so amazing!" I told him. He just smiled. I snapped a few more pictures and then we headed off for the set of the Conan O'Brien show.
I took so many pictures that day!
"Would you like me to take a picture of you and your boyfriend?" An attractive man standing next to me asked.
"Oh, this isn't my-" I started to answer, but Ryan cut me off.
"Sure." Ryan said, and took the camera from me and handed it to the guy.
"This is a nice camera." He said, and snapped a couple shots.
"And you know how to use it." I told him.
"Yeah. It's what I do." He said.
"Me too." I told him, and smiled.
"Lets go, the tour is leaving us behind." Ryan said, and started pulling me along.
"Bye. Thanks!" I called after the guy. "What was that?" I asked Ryan.
"Sorry. I didn't like that guy." He said.
"Okay." I said, and just followed him a long. We finished the tour, both in kind of sour moods.
"Want to go ice skating?" He asked me.
"I don't know how." I told him.
"It's nothing, I'll teach you." He said.
"Okay." I told him. He took my hand and walked to the giant ice rink. Ryan rented some skates and we sat down at a table to put them on. He laughed as he watched me struggle with mine.
"A little help?" I asked him.
"Sorry." He said, still laughing.
"SHUT UP!" I shouted, and an old man jumped and looked at me.
"Sorry." I giggled.
"There you go." Ryan said.
"Now how do I get from here to the ice?" I asked him. He laughed, and almost fell over.
"Stop it! I've never done this before!" I said.
"It's easy. You walk." He said, and helped me out to the ice. I stepped on it, and almost fell! Ryan caught me. He was still laughing.
"You think this is SO funny, don't you? How the hell did you learn to iceskate, anyway?" I asked him.
"I used to play Hockey." He said.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said.
"But you are too pretty to be a hockey player." I told him.
"Too pretty?" He said, and pushed me. I started skating backwards.
"HEY!!!! Make me stop!" I yelled, trying not to fall over. He skated over to me and stopped me. All while laughing.
"You suck!" I told him.
"COme on." He said, pulling me along the ice.
We had a lot of fun that day. We didn't get back home until sundown.
"Thank you for taking me today! It was so much fun." I told him.
"You're welcome." He said. "I'll see you later." He said and hugged me.
"Bye." I said, and waived has he walked down the hall. I went inside and looked at my answering machine. I had 10 messages!
"Holy shit!" I said, and hit the play button.
Two were from Matt talking about my photo. Three from Johnny asking when we could hang out next. The others were telemarketers and one wrong number. I picked up the phone to call johnny, but hung up and decided to take a bath instead.
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