A/N: This is just a short drabble that I thought up the other day. I hope that you enjoy reading it...

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters.

Another giggle left my lips as I heard the front door open and close.

"What's so funny?"

I looked up from my laptop to see Charlie standing in the doorway. He was in his work attire-dark pants, white shirt and blue tie.

"The magazine asked people to send in pickup lines for a story and I just received an email containing some of them."

He loosened his tie as he came closer and sat on the opposite end of the couch from where I was currently curled up. "I'd wager that most of the lines are cheesy."

"They are. Like this one 'Did you have lucky charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious' or 'How was heaven when you left?'"

Charlie rolled his eyes and shook his head.

I smiled. "If you like those then you'll love this one. A reader named Jo wrote that a guy asked 'Can I take a picture of you?' and when she asked why he answered 'I want Santa Claus to know exactly what to get me for Christmas.'"

"Guys aren't the only ones that use pickup lines," Charlie said a moment later.

"Oh?"

He nodded. "One of the legal secretaries used the line 'If I follow you home, would you keep me?' on me once."

I laughed. "Actually that one isn't bad. Once, a guy stepped on a piece of ice besides me then said 'Now that the ice is broken, what's your name?'"

"Did you give him your name?"

"He and I went on two dates because that made me laugh."

"I can't believe you dated him," Charlie said unhappily.

"It was only two dates. He and I were incompatible. Soon after I met Victor. Anyways here's another one from a reader. He said that when he first met his girlfriend that she used the line 'I'm going to need a tall glass of water, cuz baby you're making me HOT!' on him."

"I can't believe he fell for that one!" he exclaimed forgetting about the earlier topic.

"Are there any other lines women have used on you?" I asked him curiously.

"Once a girl asked 'Do you have a map?' and I asked why and she replied 'Because I'm getting lost in your eyes'"

I smiled. "You do have nice eyes."

"Sophie, you have to admit that was cheesy."

"It was. How about 'Damn, if being sexy was a crime, you'd be guilty as charged' or 'Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only TEN I see!'"

Charlie laughed as he shook his head. "Who came up with these lines anyways?"

"Someone who thought they'd work," I answered shrugging. "Some women or men might find 'Hello. I'm a thief and I'm here to steal your heart.' Or 'You look cold. Want me to hold you close?' endearing."

"Do you?" he asked me tentatively.

"Not really. They're funny to read but to hear them spoken to you by a stranger, it's not very flattering. They should just say 'Hi my name is…' and that would be a perfect first line."

"So what's the story about?"

"Well, Bobby figures that summers in a few months and people will be thinking about summer romance so he asked me to write a story about finding romance and avoiding lame pick-up lines."

"Do you know what you're going to write yet?"

"No, but I was thinking that since we met in the summer I'll come up with something."

"But not everyone is going find love when they venture to Italy to help someone find their long lost love," he pointed out.

"True, but that doesn't mean I can't help others," I responded, smiling at him. "And what we had was a summer romance that turned into more…"

"I thought this story was on summer romance."

"It's about finding romance this summer."

"And about avoiding lame pickup lines," Charlie added.

I nodded in acquiescence.

He turned towards me, draping his arm across the back of the couch. "So, Ms. Hall how does one avoid lame pickup lines?"

I shrugged. "I don't have an answer to that yet."

"Let me know when you come up with one."

My curiosity peaked. "Why? Has anyone tried to hit on you recently with a lame line?"

He nodded, frowning. "Just today at lunch a woman came up to me and said 'Hey handsome, what's your sign?"

"What did you say?"

"My fiancé tells me I'm most like a Taurus."

I gasped. "Charlie! You didn't actually say that did you?!"

"I did," he answered simply. "You've been a bad influence on me."

"Is that such a bad thing?" I asked, placing my laptop on the coffee table and scooting closer to him.

He reached out and pulled me closer. "Sometimes."

"Sometimes?" I questioned.

"Hmm...and sometimes not," he said before leaning over and kissing me.