"So….one night stand with eh?" Emma said as she plopped onto the couch beside Mary Margaret.
"So you and Graham huh?" Mary Margaret crossed her legs, casually changing the subject.
"Nope, not gonna work." Emma smirked.
"What's not?" Mary Margaret tilted her head
"Changing the subject" Emma answered.
"I was merely making an observation. You don't want to talk about him? Did something happen?"
"You know how when you get me talking about something I don't want to and then you get me to realize my reasoning or something 'cuz I know that game and it's your turn this time"
"Damn, you're catching on" Mary Margaret smiled.
"So then; I'll start again. You and the doctor?" Emma gestured to the flowers that were neatly placed in a vase.
"I know…it's horrid" Mary Margaret covered her face with her hands and groaned.
"No it's not" Emma frowned.
"It's not" Mary Margaret looked at her.
"Not at all. It's totally alright. It means you're moving on…." Emma said not needing to keep implying the reason for moving on. "Plus it means you're getting some"
Mary Margaret laughed aloud "heavens, Emma"
Emma propped her feet on the coffee table. "Don't you think for a minute that what you did was wrong… or guilty. The guy even gave you flowers. I'm happy for you"
Mary Margaret frowned a little and opened her mouth to speak but the door knocked, temporarily getting her attention.
"Who's that?" Emma asked as Mary Margaret stood up.
"Dinner," Mary Margaret said over her shoulder. After tipping the delivery boy Mary Margaret set to boxes of Chinese food on the coffee table and handed Emma a fork.
"You're happy for me?" Mary Margaret asked Emma as she handed Emma a box of chow mien.
"Yea" Emma opened the box and began eating. "Plus he's a doctor. Dr. Whale is very good looking.
"Peter" Mary Margaret, forking a piece or orange chicken.
"Huh?" Emma stopped.
"His name, is Peter" she took a bite.
"Do you like him?" Emma dared to ask.
Mary Margaret thought for a moment before slowly nodding. "Yea….I think I do. He makes me laugh a lot. He makes me forget about….well you know" Mary Margaret eyes dropped to the floor.
"Then what are you doing all by yourself, on a Friday night, with Chinese food?"
"I'm not alone. You're here with me. Were 'mother/daughter bonding' as Henry would call it" Mary Margaret giggled.
"Not what I meant. Get up, get dressed and go find your hott doctor!"
"I would, except-" Mary Margaret chewed.
"Except?" Emma raised a brow.
"He's at work" Mary Margaret said simply as she shifted on the couch.
" How do you know?"
"He texted me a while when he was on a break," Mary Margaret held up her white blackberry .
"You two text each other? You text?"
"It's 2012. Catch up" Mary Margaret shrugged "I'm not a complete hermit, ya know." Mary Margaret said before taking a bite.
"Tomorrow then" Emma got up and went to the fridge.
"What are we doing tomorrow?" Mary Margaret asked when Emma returned with 2 beers.
"Not we. You." Emma took a sip.
Mary Margaret laughed. "Alright then what am I doing tomorrow then?"
"Going on a date with Peter and seducing him"
Mary Margaret laughed again. "Oh yeah! What if I'm classy and don't ask guys out because I think the guys should ask first?"
"Its up"
"Well then, I guess I have a busy day tomorrow. I can hardly wait."
"Control yourself, Mary Margaret" Emma teased Mary Margaret.
"I'll do my best," Mary Margaret sipped her beer and smiled.
"So you and Graham, huh?" Mary Margaret said eventually during dinner.
"Rats!" Emma sighed
"Your turn," Mary Margaret pointed her fork at Emma and smiled.
Emma took a heavy bite before she spilled.
