A/N: Just a bit of A/O fluff for you. I'm still working on my other story, Bared, so don't fret and think I've abandoned it. Speaking of which, if you haven't checked that one out, please do. And just as a warning, this probably isn't as polished as Bared, but then again it is fluff.

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or anything affiliated with Law & Order: SVU.

Alex Cabot was certain that this was the worst date of her life.

So bad, that it was worse than dinner with Trevor Langan. Which was saying something.

Alex had been set up with Barry by a well-meaning friend, who decided she had gone for too long without a relationship. Alex had to concede that she was a little bit lonely – it might be nice to have someone to come home to. Besides, she thought, what's the worst that could happen?

It turns out that the worst that could happen was being forced to listen to Barry drone on and on about finances all night. He did something with the stock market. Or maybe with taxes. Alex couldn't remember which and, frankly, didn't give a damn.

She propped her chin up in the palm of her hand and pasted a smile onto her face as Barry launched into an explanation about buying on the margin. Just as she was contemplating superglue to keep her eyes open, her phone chirped. Alex grabbed it out of her purse quickly and excused herself from the table, ignoring the look of disapproval Barry gave her.

"Cabot," she answered.

"Alex, it's Liv. Listen, do you know when the Marenetti case is going to trial?"

"Liv!" Alex all but squealed. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear from you!"

"Alex? Are you drunk or something?" Olivia asked, confused about Alex's reaction to her call. Granted, they were good friends, but Alex was acting like they hadn't seen each other for days when, in fact, the ADA had left the 1-6 mere hours ago.

"No, I'm not drunk. I do really need your help, though."

"What's wrong? Are you okay, Lex?" asked Olivia, immediately on guard.

"Well, that depends on your definition of okay…"

"Alex," Olivia warned

"Sorry. Physically, yes, I'm fine. I really need a favor though. I'm on the worst date of my entire life. Please come bail me out of it," Alex begged.

Olivia let out a small chuckle, glad that her friend wasn't in any kind of serious danger. "Lex, why don't you just tell him that this call was about something urgent and you had to go into work?"

"It's eight o'clock on a Friday night. He's going to know I'm lying and as much as I want to strangle him right now, he's a nice guy. Besides, one of my friends set me up with him and I don't want to hurt either of them. Please, Liv. I'm begging you. Do whatever you have to do, just get me out of here!" Alex was metaphorically on her knees now, ready to do whatever the detective asked of her if she would just agree to this favor.

"Okay, Lex, I'll help you out. Where are you?"

"Thank you so much," Alex came dangerously close to squealing again. "We're at Francesca's. It's about eight blocks west of the precinct."

"Okay, I know the place. Just hang in there for a little bit longer. I should be there in fifteen minutes. Unless you want me to put on the siren…" Olivia trailed off, knowing the ADA would be mortified if that happened.

"Liv, quit teasing. I'll see you soon. And thanks again," Alex quickly hung up the phone and made her way back to the table. She met Barry's glare with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry," she said, "It was work."

At the precinct, Olivia gathered her things to leave.

"Where are you off to?" asked Elliot. "Hot date?"

"No," Olivia laughed. "Actually, I'm going to bail Alex out of a not-so-hot one."

"Oh?" Elliot said, perking up. "Who with?"

"I don't know; someone a friend set her up with. I'll see you tomorrow," Olivia said, nodding towards Munch and Fin on her way out.

As she waited for the elevator, Alex's words replayed themselves in her head. Do whatever you have to do, just get me out of here!

Well now, Olivia thought with a grin. This could be fun.

Technically, I could just leave it there and let your imaginations fill in the rest. I'm not quite sure yet, but I can tell you that reviews are very powerful tools of persuasion.