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Imagine Cece moved in with the guys, instead of Jess. It's Saturday morning. The guys invited Cece at their apartment.
'Schmidt! Stop cleaning already!! It's just a talk!' Nick yells from out of the kitchen.
'Just a... just a talk?!' Schmidt appears in the kitchen too now. 'This could be my future wife, Nicholas... I want to offer her, and her breasts, a welcome home,' says Schmidt and he cleans the table a few times with his cleaning cloth. Nick sighs and shrugs his shoulders. 'But you've already cleaned the apartment like three times!' It's quiet for a while. Schmidt stopped cleaning. 'Just not good enough, Nicholas, just not good enough,' he says and he starts cleaning again.
There is a knock on the door. 'I'll go!' Nick runs to the door and opens it. 'Come on in,' Schmidt hears him say. 'Guys!! She's here!!' From different rooms, everyone is gathering on the couch. A pretty, brown-eyed girl is sitting in the chair in front of them. She's got long, straight, brown hair with a pony and she's wearing a red dress.
Schmidt's mouth hangs open and he can not believe what he is seeing. 'Did it hurt?' He suddenly asks the girl. 'Oh no, no don't... please, Schmidt'... Nick mumbles, and he slaps his hand to his face. 'What?' Asks the girl, clearly confused. 'When you fell from heaven?' Answers Schmidt and he grins, while he falls back in the couch and pulls his hand through his hair. Everyone starts to grumble at him. 'You can't be serious, right?' Winston says and Schmidt's grin dissapears. The girl laughs and decides to act like nothing happened. 'Anyway, my name is Cecelia, but please call me Cece. 'We will, Cece,' Schmidt immediately answers. 'So... what kind of person are you exactly? Do you have any hobbies? Interests?' Asks Coach to interrupt the uncomfortable moment. 'Uhmm.. I am quite calm, fun to hang with.. I guess.. And... I do modeling work... I love watching tv, hanging with friends, go to clubs... You know, the usual stuff. I love to go to the gym...'
'I say yes!!!' Schmidt yells enthusiastic and he is almost crawling over the table, but Nick pulls him back. 'We need to discuss this first... Excuse us.. We will be right back, make it yourself comfortable,' Nick says and the guys walk away. In the empty bedroom, they talk again. 'GUYS WE NEED TO DO THIS!! SHE IS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS!' Schmidt is desperately clinging to Nick. 'I think she is very, very nice,' Coach says with a charmant smile. 'Yes!! Yeahahaha!!' Laughs Schmidt desperate, almost crazy. 'Dude... take it easy!' Winston says and Schmidt calms a little. 'I think she is okay, too,' Winston says. 'Unless she has a cat... Then it's a big no for me!' Everyone stares quite confused at Winston for a while, but then they all stare to Nick. 'She does not have a cat,' Nick simply says, assuming that's why they are staring at him. 'Then it's okay with me!' Winston says. Schmidt stares at Nick. 'So...then it depends on... Nicholas?' With puppy eyes he stares at Nick. 'Okay! Why not..' Schmidt jumps into Nicks arms. 'Thank you Nicholas!! Thank you my man!' He yells, and if it wasn't for Nick, he would have kissed him. 'It's okay man, now get off of me please.'
They walk back into the room, where Cece studies her nails. She looks up when the guys walk in. 'You're in!' Schmidt yells. She smiles.