All business' and places in my story are fake. If I by chance say the name of an actual company, it was not done on purpose.

New York City. The city that never sleeps. Robin wondered often why he had even moved to the city surrounded by people who were more concerned about getting what they needed done instead of what was going on all around them. But he was an executive for Vay Industries. An up and running internet company who were really just trying to get off the ground by offering excellent deals. Robin's boss, David Nolan, had actually just spoken to him earlier in the day about coming to see him before his shift started in the morning. There were important grounds that he needed to cover. But that was tomorrow night. Right now, Robin laid in his condo that over looked Central Park. He was in his King sized bed alongside a woman he had no romantic ties with. She was just someone who came over to his place when one or the other needed a release and what David could possibly want to talk to him about, had Robin reeling with questions and the desperate desire for a much needed release.

Well, what should be written is Robin had no romantic ties and was blinded to the fact that she, Zelena, did indeed want him more then the blonde knew. Every night Zelena spent at Robin's she would pretend that they were married. When ever she was there, if someone called Robin she would definitely make herself known in some way or another just so the person would ask, "Who's that?" In which Robin would reply with her name and Zelena would give a big bold, "Hi!"

Some people had just stopped asking which disappointed the red head. Hearing Robin say her name to other people almost made them official, didn't it? That was what Zelena thought as she laid tucked in close to Robin still completely naked and a smile printed across her features as she slumbered. Robin shifted in the bed and looked up towards the alarm clock. 5am. With a deep sigh, Robin had mentally decided that he was not getting any sleep tonight. Considering he had to be up in an hour anyways. So, he moved slightly to the left to the edge of the bed, and climbed out. Leaving Zelena in the bed herself, her arm dangled across the mattress.

Robin slipped on his boxers and then walked in to the bathroom that was attached to his bedroom and quietly closed the door. He turned, and leaned against the marble sink. His breathing became more rapid with each passing second and as he looked in the mirror, he could almost see his blood pressure going up just by the redness in his cheeks. Robin quickly turned on the shower, tore off his boxers and climbed in. Letting the cool cascades run over his body. He hated when his boss did this. He knew it couldn't be bad news because he had been doing such an amazing job for the company. Hell, he closed down the deal with Butler and Son just to apprehend the amazing building they were in and leave the small little building they did have. "You need to stop thinking about this." Robin spoke softly to himself.

Once he was out of the shower and looked at the time again after getting dressed, it was only 5:45am. He wasn't suppose to be waking for another fifteen minutes and yet here Robin was all ready for work. The only thing he hadn't done yet, was eat breakfast. Breakfast... hmmm... Perhaps breakfast would taste so much better if it wasn't chopped up fruit and a bagel that he had bought yesterday at the grocery store, along with coffee he practically threw together. And, without Zelena. The moment that alarm went off, or he clicked it off, Robin knew that she would rise in the bed with her normal cheery smile and good morning. Robin didn't really feel like eating breakfast by her side this morning so he raced out of the condo before the alarm even had the chance to go off.

As Robin exited the building on this cold January morning, the breeze hit and stung his face almost instantly. But even this early in the morning, traffic was going from one way to the other in the quickest of hurries. Surely, there would be a place open at... Robin checked his watch again. 5:56am. Well, six in the morning. Surely there would be one. Robin looked up above him where his window was and knowing his alarm would be going off any time he began walking along the side walk in the opposite direction he went for work. He never saw much of New York aside of his condo and workplace. He had moved here from Vancouver and before that, it was London, England. He had only lived here a little shy of a year and never really had any interest in seeing the whole place over. He honestly thought that either something wouldn't work out, again, or he would be transferred. But since he was looking for somewhere to eat and it looked like maybe he would probably be leaving today, he decided to check the place over.

Zelena had been someone he met through work. She didn't work for Vay Industries but her brother did. And he thought it would be an amazing idea at the Christmas party if they met up and got together. And at first sight, Zelena had agreed. Robin turned the corner just as his watch beeped letting him know it was six in the morning and just as he did an 'Open' sign lit up across the street. It looked like an old fashioned diner. Robin looked at the sign that lit up the words 'Mills Diner.' Why not? He hadn't had diner food in ages! Robin ran across the street and up to the door. As he pushed the big heavy glass doors to to go inside, a loud 'Ding!' from the bell over his head had sounded letting everyone know he was there. An older lady looked over to him and offered a smile as she walked over. "Haven't seen you here before." She said as she offered him a hand, "Name is Cora Mills. My husband and I own this place."

This was something he wasn't use to in New York. Usually in restaurants they just moved you along quickly without a word just trying to get to the next person. Robin took her hand in his in a shake, "Robin Locksley." He said before releasing the shake, "I had no idea this place was even here. More people should know about it. There is nice people in New York!"

Robin gave Cora a smile and a light chuckle and she followed along with him. "That is because we are not originally from New York." Cora replied as Robin tilted his head, clearly interested seeing as he too wasn't originally from there. Obviously. "We come from a small little town in Rhode Island. Such an amazing place. You actually had time to think, to sit. Kids played outside with the other children and it was just an amazing place to raise our kids. Which aren't kids anymore. But, we moved here when Regina was 15 and Henry was about 11. The transformation was a lot easier for him but between my husband and I we kept them proper and respectful even when everyone else seemed they just couldn't be. But listen to me rambling on. You came here to eat not to hear my life story."

"No." Robin said with a small shake of his head, "I actually find it a welcoming change from the fast life here in New York."

Oh, this was definitely Robin's new place to go no doubt about it. Cora laughed lightly and gave his shoulder a squeeze. "Well you sit where you are most comfortable and I will send my daughter out to you. Oh, and when you finish your breakfast every new customer gets a nice, warm sticky bun fresh out of the oven for free. They are one of a kind. My mother's recipe!" Cora said as she backed up on her way to the kitchen.

"I can't wait." Robin said with a dimpled grin and he caught the small wink Cora sent him as she disappeared in to the back.

Robin walked over to an empty booth and looked out the window beside him. The hustle and bustle that he was not a part of right now, and it calmed him. Much more then Zelena did, much more then his early morning shower did. This place was amazing! It couldn't get any better. That was, until the daughter walked out. "Hey." the brunette said as she set down the menu in front of him with a smile, "Name's Regina. Would you like coffee to start?"

Robin's jaw dropped open a bit and he tried to speak but all that came out was sounds and small groans. Regina lifted a single brow. Was this guy okay? Her mother had told her he was charming. It didn't seem as though the man could even speak. "Hey asshole." A older man said at the next booth, that Robin didn't even realize was there. Robin quickly looked towards him. "You're stuttering. Coffee. Yes or no?"

Robin swallowed thickly. He hadn't even realized that his mouth even opened until the older man had said something. "Y-yes." He replied as he quickly looked towards Regina. "Yes please."

Regina smiled now. She was actually kind of flattered when she realized that had been all over her. "Coming right up." Regina said as she went in to the back.

Robin picked up his menu and went through it. There was a lot of olden style dishes in here. Along with your basic breakfast and Spanish breakfast. And the prices were amazing. Robin didn't want to even leave this place, like ever! Of course, that was probably mostly Regina that had him feeling that way. "Ppppsssstttt..." He heard the old man at the next booth call out and he looked up from his menu. "That girl is way out of your league. Leave her for a real man, like me."

"Scared of a challenge, old man?" Robin asked with a smirk which took the older man back, as he leaned back in his booth.

"Decided?" Regina asked as she came out and set down his coffee for him.

"Yes." Robin said as he leaned forward a bit, "I think I will have the Eggs Benedict and home fries. Deep fried not baked."

"Excellent choice." Regina said as she took the menu and looked towards the older man, "Same as usual for you, George?" The older man nodded his head but was still glaring towards Robin who just couldn't help his smirk that never left his face. "I'll be right out with your food, boys." Regina said as she walked in to the back again.

Robin watched her go and for the first time since yesterday, he had forgotten all about David needing to talk to him this morning. This place, this family, New York needed more of these kinds of people and Robin was sure that there were plenty out there they just were all in too much of a hurry to show how sweet they could actually be. But Rhode Island? Where Cora spoke of, now that sounded like a dream. If he could just open his own company, maybe, just maybe, he could move to a place like that.

Breakfast was absolutely wonderful. Robin had eaten every bite, thanked the cook who happened to be the son, Henry and then told Cora he would be back for lunch. Cora seemed excited by this news and in all honesty so was Robin. It was just a diner to some but for Robin? It was sanctuary. It was also a place he had fallen in love at first sight, and that had never happened before. Sure, he fell in love once but that was high school and he was over it when he had caught her cheating with his so called best friend. But it seemed as soon as Robin had left the diner, and the cold breeze stung his face he was automatically back in that same position. The one he had this morning. The worry, and now he was on his way to work. The food he had just eaten, churning in his stomach. "You got this Robin." He told himself, "You're probably just over reacting anyways."

And with those words, Robin hailed himself a cab, got inside and was on his way to Vay Industries. To face whatever music David Nolan was going to play him.