Author's Note: This first 200 word drabble was written for the challenge of letting your iTunes randomly pick a song as your title and then letting it inspire a drabble.

"Today 4 U" – RENT

"Whatcha doin' today?" Roxy asked, popping her gum, studying the menu a bit too hard.

"Auditions, reaping, the usual," Daisy replied breezily, fingers interlaced over her coffee cup.

Roxy grunted, flipping the menu over again.

"Oh," Daisy raised up her hands and rested them under her chin. "Don't tell me. The great Roxy Harvey needs a favor."

"I need a…" Roxy slammed the menu down when she saw Daisy's smug expression. "Just come to Victoria's Secret with me, you smug bitch, and shut your trap, 'cause I ain't gonna ask twice."

Daisy made a zipping and throwaway motion, eyes dancing.

"Need a second opinion." Roxy's eyes narrowed so much they almost disappeared. "But don't be gallivanting around like this makes us friends or somethin'."

"Big date?" Daisy leaned forward like a predator on a scent.

"Maybe," Roxy said, holding up her coffee cup for Kiffany to see.

"Tall, dark, handsome… rich?"

"Trust me, he's not your type. Tall, dark, and would lock your ass up the second you tried to weasel his PIN outta him."

"Keep him then."

"I think I will."

"Good for you." Daisy's voice was chipper as usual, but it rang hollow, and her eyes stopped dancing.

Author's Note: This was written for the LJ community femslashtoday's "Unporn Battle." Basically, they provided a prompt and pairing and you did the rest. I chose Daisy/Roxy, prompt: coffee.

Someone to Watch Over Me

"You'll get wrinkles," Daisy said when Roxy started on her fifth cup.

"I'm dead, you knucklehead. I don't have to worry about wrinkles or any of that shit anymore." She tipped the cup up. "One of the only good things about this job."

"Just because a woman's dead, Roxy, doesn't mean she should let herself go."

"And what do you care if I let myself go?"

"I was simply making an observation," Daisy said, flipping her hair back and tracing her finger around the rim of her own mug. "And the rest of us do have to look at you, you know. It's not as if we're innocent bystanders in all this."

Roxy noted the way Daisy's eyes lingered as she took another sip and smiled a little.

"Look at you, girl, fussing over someone else for once. I never thought I'd see the day."

"Well, someone's got to look out for you."

"Is that so?"

Daisy nodded. "Absolutely."

"And you think you're the person for the job?"

Daisy smiled, picture perfect. "I do."

But instead of the expected argument, Roxy picked up a glass of water with flourish.

"All right then, Ms. Daisy Adair. You got yourself a deal."