'Jack, you wanted to see me?'

'Yes Lemon, come in'

Jack is sat at his desk with Jonathon at his side as he waits for Jack to finish signing off some papers before excusing himself from their conversation.

'What are you doing this weekend?

'Its action packed actually, I plan on catching up with my DVR, I plan on watching episodes of the Barefoot Conteesa from season one onwards. Ina really is a true inspiration and then I will order some takeout food'

'Lemon, why don't you come with me to the East Hampton this weekend? My neighbour has invited me round for lunch on Saturday and since Avery is away in Egypt. I thought you could join me?'

'There letting a pregnant woman enter Egypt?'

'Yes the network executives thought it would be a good idea, you know with all her spare hormones she can retaliate those protesters and after all she is the only one that can afford petrol bombs, due to her new promotion.'

'Yeh, so, East Hamptons huh? That's a little above my pay grade Jack'

'Lemon, Mexico is a little above your pay grade'

'Yes, but this means I would have to dress like...like a lady woman'

'Granted, so no small town lesbian outfits if you please'

XXX

It's mid morning on Saturday and Jack is parked up on Riverside Drive. He takes out his cell in order to ring Liz to signal that he is waiting outside ready to pick her up and make their way to the Hamptons. Tapping on the steering wheel as he waits an attractive woman catches his eye in his rear view mirror. Running his eyes up her toned legs, she is dressed in tight fitting, pale pink dress. She looks like a goddess as her hair bounces and shines whilst catching the morning sun. Studying her movements he notices her heading towards the car and is surprised to see her reach for the car handle.

'Lemon' Jack is trying to suppress his shock that the attractive woman he was ogling was in fact her.

'Morning Jack'

'Morning Lemon, you look...appropriately dressed...for the Hamptons'

'Thank you Jack'

Jack starts the car to then input the address into his Sat Nav. It calculates the journey will take a little under 2 hours to arrive at their destination.

'Is this your first time visiting the East Hamptons Lemon?'

'Technically yes, but I watch Barefoot Contessa so much that I feel like I have been there. I can vision her entire house layout if I close my eyes, I even have a fire route planned '

'Yes, well this will be exciting for you'

XXX

Shortly after their journey starts the Sat Nav batteries run out and Jack's recollection of his numerous homes dissolve into a vague recall of where his summer house is located. Burying her head in the map Liz is unaware that they have arrived. Jack has pulled up into his neighbours drive and pulls out from the passenger's seat a bouquet of hydrangeas as a gift for the host.

'Lemon, why don't you take these?'

Liz exits the car and is struggling to carry her purse and the bouquet. With no free hand she tries to adjust her dress which has crept up her thighs only further demonstrates that Lemon is not from these parts.

'Lemon, will you make yourself presentable?'

Jack walks towards a helpless Liz to which she has opened out both her arms to demonstrate they are occupied. Jack forcefully tugs down on the bottom of her dress and adjusts it to the original length before wresting his hands on her hips.

'There you are Lemon'

'Thank you Jack' Liz responds like a child

They make their way up the stairs and stand patiently on the front porch. Jack looks at Liz waiting to see her reaction.

'What Jack? What's wrong? Do I have something on my face?'

'No' with a cheeky smile

'What is it?'

'I can't wait to see your face, call yourself a fan?' Jack's eyes are thin and his smile is wide with anticipation

'JACK' Jack's neighbour swings open the front door to great him with a homely embrace. Jack pulls away as he is eager to make the introductions.

'Ina Garten this is Liz Lemon, Liz Lemon this is Ina Garten'

Liz is standing on the porch pinching herself as she stares at her food idol standing before her. Ina is holding out her arms and willing for her to come into her bosom.

'I want to go to there'

The hug is even better than the drug induced one she shared with Oprah she forgets to remember that it was in fact a teen.

'Come in, come in'

Ina is waving her guests in and escorts them into the hub of her home. The kitchen is decorated in a country French style and is just like how you see it on The Barefoot Contessa show. Running her hands along the kitchen counter Liz spots the measuring cups and pleads with Ina to let her hold them. Cradling the measuring cups in her arms Jack leans over her should to whisper.

'I know you are really excited at the moment, but you need to cool it'

'Jack I made you your favourite!'

Jack begins to wave his index finger at Ina, pleading with her not to reveal his favourite dessert. Ina is oblivious to his request.

'Lemon Cake! You know Liz; every time Jack comes for lunch he insists that I make him a Lemon cake.'

'Really?' Liz turns her head round to face an uncomfortable looking Jack

As Ina chats with her guests she picks up from where she left off and continues to make the lemon glaze which she will pour over the cake to give it an extra kick.

'Liz, do you want to taste the glaze before I pour it on the cake?'

Liz's eyes widen with the opportunity to taste the glaze and she reaches out her index finger to take a generous helping. Being extra careful she places her free hand under her index finger so that there are no drips. Suddenly she can feel Jack's tight grasp round her wrist; his hold is so strong that it spins her around and before she knows it her lemon glaze finger is in his mouth. She can feel him gently sucking on her finger making sure that he tastes everything. Ina stands watching the pair whilst focusing on Jack's wedding ring until he releases her finger from his mouth.

'There was a drip, you were going to spill'

'Liz dear, why don't you wash your hands and then you can go out to the garden and help Jeffery set the table?'

Liz washes her hands and makes her way to the garden.

'Ina, I want to thank you again for clearing space in your schedule'

'Well, when you called and insisted that I make lunch for you and your friend this weekend and to then make plans for for my camera crew to film Who Do You Think You Are with Justin Bieber I could hardly say no.'

'I understand that you had Diane Sawyer originally scheduled so I want you to know that I appreciate you doing this'

'How are you anyway?'

'Never better'

'I see you got married?'

Jack looks down at his hand to closer examine his wedding ring to which he wears with pride.

'Yes I did, you heard that I accidently married Liz.'

'I did, I also seen the press conference she held on NBC News'

'It was a big mistake.' Jack stretches out his arms to better illustrate the extent of his mistake.

'Really Jack? From what I see, it doesn't look like you made a mistake; it looks like you made the right choice?'

Ina can see in Jack's face that he had never thought of the notion before that perhaps being married to Liz was the right choice. The truth is he was actually still married to her. He had been avoiding signing the papers ever since their meeting with Jeffery Weinerslave. This was something he was going to have to face soon enough.