Tyson and Isis are meeting Tyquan, Tyson's twin brother, and Quinn, his on and off again girlfriend with whom he has a daughter, for dinner at Color Burst. Tyson hasn't seen Tyquan much since he got engaged and Isis barely knows Quinn. Isis and Quinn have seen each other a few times during a few family events, but they don't know each other well. With the impending wedding, Isis is hoping to get to know Quinn better since, although not legally, they will be related due to Tyson's niece, Tylyn.
Tyson: That's a nice idea. Tylyn would probably love that. She's kind of a diva. I think she gets it from her grandmother.
Isis: Really? Which grandmother?
Tyson: Quinn's mother. I don't see her often, but when I have, she's been quite a ball of fire. She's gorgeous and she knows it. If you met her, you'd know what I mean.
Isis (laughing): Well, she sounds pretty fun if she's a ball of fire.
Quinn and Tyquan walk up to the table.
Isis: Hi! I think we can make some room.
Quinn: Hi! It's nice to see you.
Tyson: Hey. We've been waiting. The waitress has been circling trying to get us to order. We haven't even asked for drinks yet. I'm about to be parched.
Quinn: We're sorry we held you up. I was trying to get my hair just right.
Tyson: It's beautiful, just like you, Quinn.
Isis: It really is. I'm going to have to try that style.
Quinn (grinning): Thank you both.
Tyquan and Quinn sit down and start talking.
Isis: Well, thank you! I think he's a keeper. I thought we were doing well in our relationship and I know a part of me was hoping he would think we could have a life together, but I was really surprised when he popped the question. Terribly happy, but definitely surprised.
Quinn: Where did he propose? Was it a huge set up?
Isis: It was perfect. We were watching a movie together and had just finished eating. I was barely paying him any attention because the movie had me so enthralled.
Quinn: Interesting way, but as long as it worked.
Isis: It certainly did.
Quinn: May I see the ring, please?
Isis lifts her hand for Quinn and Quinn holds it to take a good look.
Quinn: Oh my! What a rock! It's beautiful.
Isis: Thank you. Tyson did well. He has good taste.
Quinn turns to Tyquan.
Tyquan: That is a nice ring. I'll keep it in mind should I ever need one.
Quinn: You don't think you'll be needing one any time soon?
Tyquan: Nope. My pennies are going to some more pressing things.
Hearing Tyquan's response and not thinking it was kind of Tyquan, Tyson changes the subject.
Quinn: That is fine with me. I think she'd enjoy it. Just let me know what we need to do.
Isis: Great! She's so adorable. I'll let you know when we're ready to go dress shopping.
Tyquan: Will I be the best man?
Tyson: I love you, but I do have a best friend who will be the best man. But I'd like you to be an usher.
The waitress returns and asks again for orders. They haven't really looked at the menu yet, so they ask to hold off on food, but they do order drinks. The waitress doesn't take long to return and they chat about Tyquan being in the wedding until she does.
Quinn: Are you sure you don't owe that place to a girlfriend of yours? I'm flattered, but I also know that a bridesmaid role is for good friends.
Isis: It's also for family, which is what we will be. I know we don't know each other well, but I think this could help us to get to know each other.
Quinn: I'd like that. But please be sure to check your list before I say yes. We can still get to know each other better. I just want to be sure I don't take someone else's place of honor.
Quinn (laughing): I'm not sure what more I know, but feel free to pick my brain. I'll help however I can. But for fair trade, I'd like to know how you managed to get ring out of Tyson and all I managed to get from his brother is a child.
Hearing that gets Tyson's attention.
Tyquan: Man, I'm not trying to hear that right now. It's cool you are ready to settled down and all that, but I'm just not there.
Tyson: Why not? You guys have been together...
Quinn interjects: Back and forth...
Tyson: Okay,b ack and forth, but around each other mostly in a relationship for a long time. It's time to settle down.
Tyquan: I have to keep my options open and be sure I'm doing the right thing. Once you're locked down, it takes a lot to walk away.
Tyquan: I'm saying I love you, but I need to be sure marrying you is right for me. You know I've needed to be a free spirit.
Quinn: A free spirit? But you love me and you love Tylyn and you're not ready to be with us?
Tyquan: Hey, nothing is keeping me from my daughter. That's my baby girl. But that's different. I'm talking about keeping my options open.
Quinn: I cannot believe we are back to this again. When we got back together, you said I was important you. You said you needed to be with me. Now the story has changed again?
Tyquan: Not changed. I told you I love you. Why do you keep pushing me?
Quinn: Seriously, why do I keep doing this, this is crazy. I think I have a headache.
Isis (to Tyson): This is about to get out of hand.
Tyson: I know. I don't know why he keeps doing this. He's so inconsiderate and she doesn't deserve it.
Isis: I'm going to get up and ask her to go to the restroom with me. I think we need to separate them before this gets worse.
Tyson: Good idea. I need to speak with my brother...alone.
Isis stands up.
Quinn (pausing for a minute and sounding flustered): I..I guess so. Okay.
Isis: Good. Let's go and let these gentlemen talk for a minute.
Quinn stands up and starts to walk. Tyson also stands up.
Quinn (fighting back tears): Mmmhmm...I'll be fine. Let's just go.
Tyquan (seeing the look on Tyson's face): What now? Don't look at me like I just lost you a million bucks.
Tyson: I'll let you know, as soon as the ladies leave.
Isis: We'll give you a few extra minutes. Take your time.
The ladies walk away and Tyson sits back down.
Tyquan: I respect women.
Tyson: While they count, Mom and Grandmom and other relatives don't exactly count in this situation. And you know exactly what I mean. Quinn is a good woman and you are treating her like dirt. It's like we weren't even raised by the same people.
Tyquan: I'm grown. I can do what I want.
Tyquan: You don't understand. It's cool you want to settle down with Isis. That's what you want to do. I like open options.
Tyson: Open Options? You mean the opportunity to sleep with anyone who comes around and you believe that not being married is a technicality that allows you to do that?
Tyson: Yes, she should know you're a liar when you tell her you love her. That's not how you treat someone you love.
Tyquan: I do love her and you're over stepping your bounds, Bro.
Tyquan: Man, she loves me. She's not going anywhere.
Tyson: You be the fool who keeps believing that.
Isis comes walking back to the table, alone. She walks up to Tyson to explain what happened.
Tyson: Okay, Honey. I can do that. Is she crying?
Isis: Yes, she's very upset. I may sit and let her talk for a while, but I will call you when I'm on my way. I'll just stay at your place tonight if it's okay.
Tyson: It's always okay. You know that. I'll walk you and Quinn to the car.
Isis: Okay, Sweetheart. I love you.
Tyson: I love you too.
Isis has a set of keys to Tyson's car and apartment. So she doesn't need to ask for them. Before she leaves, she feels compelled to say something to Tyquan.
Tyson (mumbling under his breath): Me neither.
Isis: I hope you can see what you are doing to her and, honestly, I hope she's upset enough to leave you alone for good. You're still going to be my brother-in-law and therefore still family. But I hope that one day you wake up and see how wrong you are. Now, have a good night.
Tyquan: Listen, Isis. I didn't mean to...
Isis: I don't really care. Have a good night.
Isis turns to walk away and Tyson follows her. He gives Quinn a hug and tells her he'll check on her the next day. Isis drives Quinn home and Tyson gets a ride from Tyquan. So ends the evening.
Side note: I don't know if you noticed, but Tyquan has flocked hair. I needed to do something to make these twins look a little different. Tyquan's hair may even 'grow' some. Yes! I added yet another new skill.
Thanks for stopping by. ~ Jaye