I was walking with Mr.Gould going over some paper work with him. "Ah, I see.." He smiled at me, his blue eyes sparkling.

"Thank you Duchesses." I blushed at the nickname. "N-no problem, no biggie."

He smiled at me and paused at one of the workers desk's. As I walk over to Carly I see Sam with her and they were both hugging.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Sammy here got a job!" Carly exclaimed with excitement. My jaw dropped "no way! Seriously!" He nodded and I squealed giving him a tight hug.

"Aye! Look at that, the rabbit did work!" He laughed as Carly gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Sam looked around. "You said you were his assistant curator, you didn't say the guy owns Space Mountain." Sam retorted as I rolled my eyes and let out a faint laugh.

"I know right. It's so beautiful in here." I replied as he looked around.

Sam smirked "yeah, you only like it cause of the cars Lisa. This job is only feeding your hot rod addiction."

I gasped acting as if I was hurt. "Oh, you mentally hurt me Sam. That really hits the heart." He snorted as Carly let out a small laugh.

"Well this is by far the nicest place I ever seen." Sam stated as he did yet another look around.

"Well yeah, it's run by the coolest dude ever." I retorted, and right on time he walked over, with that perfect smile of his.

"Sam."

We looked over to him as he walked over to us. Sam's jaw nearly dropped as he made his way over to us.

"Dylan Gould." He greeted as his hand was extended. Sam snapped out of it and shook his hand. "Hey, pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure meeting you, Lisa and Carly told me a lot about you."

"Oh uh, vice versa. It's a beautiful building you got here, Starship Enterprise in here."

Dylan chuckled "thank you very much. It leaks. Ah before Carly and Lisa came to help with the collection it was just a complete mess but now the restorations are back on track, we're going to Pebble Beach this year. We're going to get a trophy for that stand right there."

Sam looked over at the whole trophy stand. I couldn't help but smile while Sam..well he seemed a bit pissed.

"You know why?" Sam looked back to look at him as Dylan then pointed at Carly and I.

"Because these two woman right here are my secret weapon."

Sam snorted a little as I blushed. "Mr.Gould, please, you're exaggerating. All Carly and I've done is get you organized."

"Oh you've done much more than that my Duchess." He praised only to me this time.

My face went beet red. "Oh, nickname's huh? That sounds like fun." Sam shot me a small glare as Carly laughed.

"Yeah, The Duchesses."

Another one of his assistant said who was much older than both Carly and I. Like grandmother old. "She's adorable." She said as I blushed even more and Dylan continued to speak.

"I said, it's easy to manage a country, try managing a priceless collection of art. Look at this 1939 Delahaye 165 Cabriolet. Designed by a Frenchman. Look at the curves elegant isn't it? Beautiful, sensual. Built to evoke the body of the ideal women."

As he spoke I didnt realize he was looking at Carly and I as he was 'talking about the car'. I met his gaze and he smiled at me.

I felt my cheeks get warm again. I sucked on my lower lip hiding my smile, as I looked down at the ground.

Sam shot a small glare towards Carly and I. I met his gaze for a small moment before looking away.

"Come on."

We all followed Dylan again. "My dad started off at a ten dollar desk dream, and he built it into an empire."

As we get into the work shop Sam's jaw dropped. "Wow.."

In this shop all the best of the best hot rods were being worked on. This was the best place I loved being in. Nothing like feeding my addiction of hot cars.

"We're the largest accounted firm in the US. I started up the adventure side after he passed. Invest in the future. Try and bet bet on the winners."

Sam nodded as he looked around. "You see collecting cars helps me keep my sanity."

"Huh, well now I know why Lisa likes this place so much. This jobs is just feeding her addiction for hot rods."

Dylan chuckled "well now you know why I like her so much."

I blushed a deeper shade of red as I hummed to myself trying to stop myself from blushing.

Sam kept silent. I can tell he was pissed. That's when he eyed the pictures case that had him and Carly in with every race he won and stuff like that.

I had only one picture with him. It was with the red Ferrari. I smiled at the one picture. God I loved that car..so hot..

"You guys look great."

Carly and Dylan walked over to the pictures as Sam was slowly stepping away. This boy was shook by Dylan. I could tell because he was seconds away from strangling him.

After the tour, Carly and I were sent home. I grabbed my coat as Dylan gave my cheek a quick kiss. "I'll see you two at usual time?"

I smiled "yes of course Mr. Gould, when am I ever late?" He smiled at me as Carly, Sam and I step outside and to the so called 'Bumblebee.'

"Oh here we go. Here we go." Sam grumbled as Carly and I waved good-bye.

"You see that? Judgement. You judge a man by his car. You two are gonna wave at him while he's judging me?"

"What is wrong with you? He's my boss." Carly snapped as Sam was huffing and puffing.

"This job pays for our food, and our rent." I pipped up as I shot him a death glare.

Sam started to grumble as he went to the drivers side door and around to Carly.

"Nah, it's ok its totally understand. I'm totally fine. I get it. I'm well fed. And guess what? I'm not your boy toy anymore I'm wearing my big boy pants now. You see them?"

He shot me glare before brushing past me. "In the car. Thank you, Duchess."

"Oh my god, are you threatened by him?" Carly snapped at Sam as I kept my mouth shut.

Sam leaned down on his side of the door and faked laughed as he then got in. He slammed the door behind him and leaned over to her window.

"Threatened? What am I threatened by? His money? His power, his good looks? None of the above. Check."

He then started up the car. "God, your temper tantrums are so saddening." I stated and without looking up at me Sam snapped at me.

"Get in the car please."

I slumped in the back as Carly got in and closed the door behind her. "Sam, he's hardly the first man that ever smiled at me. I think I can handle it."

Sam brushed her off. "Ok I get it with Carly but why are you so mad about-"

"-you argued with me about you and Bee. How would he feel if he saw Mr. Pervert checking you out like a piece of meat. Better yet he was eyeing you like one of his trophies." He spat as he tried to start the car.

"And it's the damn smiling back part that gets me." He added on looking at Carly who looked more than done with him.

"Ok, ok, no more smiling back. Never again." Carly stated as she leaned back in the seat rolling her eyes.

"See that works for me?" Sam retorted as he was struggling to start the car. "God damn it!" He snapped as he got out.

He popped the hood and started to kick the engine shaking the whole car.

Dylan, walked over to us as I sank lower into my seat. Why is Sam such an embarrassment?

"Hey take it easy, easy..your not gonna get it started like that."

"Well I was just getting it ready. I'm about 32% done restoration. Some chrome work, put a spoiler on the back. Done deal."

"You know Carly's been telling me you've been struggling job-wise. Just so you know, I'm on the board for Accurette Systems, and I put in a call for you. Let's keep it between us, ok? She's so proud of you. You're a lucky man." With a small pat on his shoulder he leaves.

He leans into the car and smiles at Carly and I. "See you two ladies tomorrow."

I blushed and waved bye as he leaves. Sam closes the hood and the with another try he starts the car. "You two are going to be the death of me."

Carly and I shared a small laugh as Sam was grumbling under his breath as he drove us all home.