Jimmy Fallon couldn't believe his eyes. It was Tiny Fey, over at the hot dog vendor near the place where they'd spend dinners with Amy and Seth drinking and laughing. He hadn't seen in her practically a year...Or maybe a couple of years. Ever since his last show, they had drifted apart, regretfully on both parts. He had gotten busy with his show, Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, and she was busy making movies and creating 30 Rock. As he watched her lick the mustard of her chin in typical Tina Fey-style, he couldn't help but smile. He missed her clumsiness and inelegance, and the way she could make an entire room laugh without even meeting any of the people in it. He reminisced on their Weekend Update segments, from Drunk Girl to him finally aiming his pencil at the right spot on the camera. He wondered if he felt the same, if she missed him the way he missed her wavy tangly brown hair and dorky glasses and silly laugh. Jimmy was startled when Tiny finally caught his gaze and looked at him. He let out a small laugh and gave a tiny wave.
"Hey Fallon! Come back for another round of penis jokes?" Tina asked with a joking smile on her face. She clutched the hot dog in one hand, sweeping back the hair that strewn across her face with the other.
"Come on, Fey. When are you just gonna give it up and admit your burning desire for my tiny penis?" he laughed as a bystander gave them both a dirty look and walked away, muttering something about common manners.
"Sorry, that guy was my ex-boyfriend. You know how it is." She raised her eyebrows in a teasing manner, letting out a tiny snort as her eyes followed the disapproving man. "It's cool." Jimmy started walking in the opposite direction, gesturing for Tina to follow him. It was a bit awkward with the year between them, but he knew everything would ease up as long as he was with Tina. She always knew how to relieve a thick tension. He had watched her do it when John McCain and Sarah Palin guest-starred on SNL and he knew she could do it again.
"So, how have you been? 30 Rock has been going pretty well, I've heard, Liz Lemon," he mocked, repeating Tina's name on the show, whose character was supposed to be a reflection of herself.
"Still the same as always. But thanks. Your show's been going through the roof. But where'd you get the punch lines? Your mother's old joke book?" Tina snorted, punching him gently in the arm.
"Not your best one, but I'll let it slide." He chuckled before sitting down on a nearby bench. Her following him, she did the same. He gave a warm smile, locking eyes with her. She looked down and broke the silence.
"I've missed you, Jimster. Right down to the Ashton Kutcher joke, I miss that." She hadn't called him Jimster before, but she figured a kooky nickname would alleviate the unwanted atmosphere. He looked at her with a comforting nod, assuring her that he was the exact same.

A/N: Next chapter will be Seth/Amy and then it will magically conjure together into Amy/Tina/Seth/Jimmy somehow. In some chapter. Still writing. Sucky, short first chapter, but I wrote this in about ten minutes.