Gerry's 40th Birthday.

"Hm..." Gerry pondered that for a moment. "Just about anything really. I'm not a fan of the mushy romantic shit or the idiotic comedys but anything else is fair game. How 'bout you?"

"A little tourist trap town on the coast of North Carolina." She shrugged slightly. "I'ma Southerner. Born an' bred."

"So basically you don't like Ps I love you, or... The ugly truth?" She grinned softly. "Nice."

Demitrius nodded, "I was trying to peg the accent, but that makes sense."

"Nah. Not really." He shrugged.

"Yeh. I talk weird even for a Southerner." Erin grinned slightly and shrugged.

"I found ps I love you to be enjoyable. Well.." She paused, "Maybe not enjoyable because I cried the whole way through, but you know what I mean." She shook her head softly.

Demitrius smiled and took another sip of his drink, "That's alright, I talk weird for a Russian."

"I think it was meant to be a tearjerker." He winked slightly.

"Well, I've never met any other Russians so I ain't really got much t' compare ya to." erin grinned slightly as she finished off her drink.

Bailey smiled, "Even more so for me." She stated, looking off like she was thinking about something.

Demitrius stood and held out his hands, "Dance?"

Gerry just watched her out of the corner of his eyes for a moment in silence, curious about her pause but not wanting to pry.

Erin eyed him slyly for a moment then grinned. "Sure."

Bailey suddenly glanced at him and laughed. "I'm sorry, I'm out of it.." She smiled softly and looked at him. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Demitrius led her to the floor and it switched to a slow song and he wrapped his arms around her waist, staring down at her, smiling as he moved slowly to the music.

"No need to apologize." He shook his head a bit. "No reason."

Erin smiled slightly. "Wasn't expectin' somethin' like this. I'm downright clumsy when it comes to this slow shit."

Bailey smiled softly and nodded, "Yeah. Well it looks like my friend is having fun." She said softly, staring at Erin. "I'm glad, she deserves it."

Demitrius laughed, "Oh maybe you just haven't had the right partner."

"Well, so do you." He smiled a bit at her.

"An' just what are you insinuating?" She grinned a bit. "That you are, Mr. Wolf?"

"Yeah, but not really the same kinda fun. She's havin fun in the "I might potentially like this guy way." She grinned and then realized, "Not that.. I wouldn't. It's just.. Oh shit." She downed another shot. "You're suppose to stop me when I do that."

Demitrius smiled softly, "Maybe, little red riding hood."

Gerry grinned. "It's cute when you do that though."

"Hey!" She glared playfully at him. "I'm not as innocent or naive as Little Red."

Bailey smiled softly, "Yeah, well it seems like you're future is sewn up. Act in a lot of great movies and be Jennifer Aniston's husband to be." She smiled softly, "She likes you. She wouldn't have thrown this party otherwise."

Demitrius smiled, "In some versions of the story, Little red wasn't innocent at all, dahling."

Gerry just frowned and didn't say anything.

"Well, I need t'read those stories then." She grinned slightly.

Bailey glanced at him, "Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude, I thought you'd be happy, that's all. I would be." She looked down, sort of awkward like. When she looked at her watch, "I better get going." She stood, putting her drink cup down.

Demitrius laughed softly and smiled, "You're very pretty Erin."

"I just really didn't want anything like this for my birthday." He frowned a bit. "You don't have to leave yet. I was rather enjoying talking to you." He smiled slightly.

"Well, that was random." She teased.

Bailey smiled, "I'll stay for a bit longer, but only a little." She grinned and looked at him, "We should dance."

Demitrius laughed, "Random is my middle name."

"Well, let's dance then." He smiled and offered a hand to her.

"Nah. I think it's something along the lines of 'Demitrius Wolf-Man Really-Long-Last-Name'." She stated, matter-of-factly.

Bailey took his hands and led him out on the dance floor as the song switched and she blinked, placing her arms around his neck, and swaying to the beat, she was about a foot shorter than him and she stared up at him, she blushed quite softly as she leaned her head against his chest dancing with him, her heart was beating about a thousand times per minute and the butterflies in her stomach were going crazy.

Demitrius glanced over at her friend, "It looks like your friend is having fun." He said, spinning her around.

He rested his hands lightly around her waist, smiling slightly.

"Woah." She stumbled slightly because she was slightly dizzy. "Good. She deserves a good time."

Bailey glanced up at him, tilting her head softly. "This is okay, isn't it?" She said softly, she was all warm and was enjoying this lots. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

Demitrius caught her and grinned softly, "Careful, dahling. You wouldn't want to fall."

"If you made me uncomfortable, I'd stop you." He smiled slightly.

"I get dizzy easy." She grinned sheepishly.

Bailey looked at him softly and shut her eyes, she didn't know what happened, but suddenly someone had thrown her across the room and she was stumbling to keep her feet.

"I thought I told you to leave!" Jennifer screamed at her and it alerted the attention of everyone.

Demitrius glanced at the place where the commotion happened, "What..?" He stared, but all he could see was Jennifer and Gerry.

"Uh-oh..." Erin frowned slightly and shoved through the crowds to get to Bailey to help steady her.

"Calm down, Jen." Gerry frowned. "I asked her to stay so if you're going to be mad at someone, be mad at me."