Summary: Jack and Fabrizio talk on the second night of the voyage. Dialogue-only drabble.

Codes: Jack/Rose, Fabrizio/Tommy

Disclaimer: Paramount and Fox own all rights to the movie Titanic. All I'm doing is borrowing them for a fic.

Rating: PG

Spoilers: Titanic

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Author's Note: I was watching Titanic the other day, and I started letting my mind go in unintended directions. And I'm probably going somewhere nice and toasty for this one…

Bunk Talk

By B.L.A. the Mouse

"Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"The girl, Rose- you love her?"

"I think so. She's like every society girl except… She's different. She's smart, she's funny, she's got spirit. She wants to go to Coney Island with me and learn to ride astride. She's a great girl."

"I bet."

"Fabrizio- How are you and Tommy getting along? Like a house on fire? … Are you blushing?"

"Sì."

"Aw… Falling in love, and with an Irishman? Your mother'd be so ashamed… Though I can talk. If my mother knew that I'd be falling for a rich girl, I'd be threatened with her favorite switch."

The End