Round 2: Jack/Liz Drabble Submissions

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I Won't Have What She's Having, Jack/Liz, When Harry Met Sally, PG

[michellek]

Liz is certain she and Jack have disproved the whole concept of When Harry Met Sally. Well, maybe it's not the whole concept, but they've certainly disproved Harry's belief that a man and a woman can't be friends because sex will get in the way. Which counts as the whole concept of the movie, since they end up doing it, screw up their friendship, then get married because they discover they fell in love along the way.

Point is: She and Jack are close. She and Jack go out to dinner and have long phone conversations and probably spend more time together than they do with the people they're dating. They know everything about each other and are acutely aware of the other's quirks. But are they attracted to each other? No. Are they going to sleep together? No. Are they in love? God no. Is it weird that she's getting defensive with a Rob Reiner/Nora Ephron collaboration that's not really accusing her of anything?

Probably.

Also: She would never fake an orgasm in front of Jack. Never ever.

She wouldn't be having these thoughts if it weren't for her late night viewing of this movie. It's not like she often has Things to Prove to Meg Ryan films. It's just... she can't help but see parallels in how close they are. In how Sally hated Harry when they first met and grew to like him and depend on him and spend a lot of time with him.

Because she likes Jack. And that is it.

Anyway. Maybe she should shut this off, but it's a good movie. Even if it's spreading lies about male-female friendships.

It's during one of Harry and Sally's phone conversations that her own phone rings. It's Jack.

"It's crazy that you called right now," Liz says.

"Why?"

Liz then realizes it would be weird for her to talk about how she's watching a romantic comedy and deciding how it does not apply to their lives and there's a phone conversation going on in the movie, and. "I was about to go to bed. So if you waited ten minutes, you wouldn't have caught me."

"That is in no way crazy, Lemon."

"Yeah, I guess not. So, I guess things didn't go great with your date? Otherwise you wouldn't be calling me. You'd be, you know. Doing things. With your date."

"No, it did not go well," he says. "And I don't wish to discuss it."

"Then why did you call?"

"To let you know it went terribly without providing specifics."

"Well, okay. As for my night, all I did was watch TV. It's been going okay."

"I can see how you would thrive in these conditions."

"Doing nothing is really where I shine." She pauses. "Who did you go out with, anyway? The redheaded doctor or the blonde gymnast?" She's been rooting for the doctor to be his next girlfriend, personally, so Jack doesn't make any comments about the gymnast's unsurprising flexibility or whatever.

"The brunette actress."

"Wow. You need to flirt with fewer women because I didn't even remember that one."

"And you need to flirt with more men. It's unbecoming of a woman your age to have no interest in cultivating a healthy relationship."

"I have an interest. And how is dating a million women at the same time cultivating a healthy relationship?"

"If any of these dates are successful, I'll cancel the other ones. That's perfectly healthy."

"I guess it's not unhealthy." She frowns as she watches Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan kiss. Remembers when her closest male friend was a married-with-kids guy who's never looked at her boobs. Because things like that, downward glancing things, they make a woman concerned. But when Jack's eyes linger on her chest, he's probably just trying to discern if she's wearing a bra that's taped together. She knows that weirds him out, but he doesn't appreciate how difficult bra shopping can be. "Um, you didn't call me because you like talking to me before you go to sleep, right?"

"I'm not going to sleep. I invited Nicole over for a drink. She is, in your words, the blonde gymnast."

"Good. I mean, you know. You really get back on the horse super fast."

"I do." He exhales. "If this sticks, you will have to remember her name."

"And I will."

"Goodnight, Lemon."

"Goodnight, Jack."

Yeah, they are completely not Harry and Sally. And that's the way it should be.

It would be nice to have a dude sprint through the city to declare his love for her, though.