A/N: So it's been awhile since I've written a story, so I apologize for the spelling/grammatical errors. This is going to be a short, comedic story on Orphan Black. (If you haven't watched it, get off FanFiction and watch.) This is kind of AU - it's going to be set during season 2 but with a few things changed with every character. Eventually, every character in Orphan Black will join in this story and basically ruin Cophine's night. Should be fun. xD I'll try my best to stay in character, but if there's anything that can be changed, suggestions/reviews are always welcome!

Also, there will be areas/things that are made up because I'm too lazy to research the setting of Orphan Black.

Cosima was nervous, but weed helped. As she and Delphine walked into the entrance of Le Chiot, she couldn't help but feel that this was a bad idea. Dr. Leekie had granted them permission to leave her clone prison, and she was the first to take advantage of the situation. It didn't take long, as she looked around the crowded, bustling restaurant, to deeply regret coming.

Delphine noticed her uneasiness and couldn't help but hide her surprise. She asked, "Are you all right, mon amour?" She figured that if she spoke French to her, Cosima would loosen up a bit.

Just glancing at Delphine, Cosima genuinely smiled. Her partner had put on high black boots and a sexy purple dress that reached her knees that brought out the golden fluffiness of her hair. Could her hair be any more alluring? There was just so…much of it.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, smiling again. She had worn black boots as well and her signature red jacket over a black tank top with white flowers on it. "I just feel a bit underdressed." She honestly didn't know what she had been smoking, besides weed, to wear the outfit she had strapped on. Over the past few days, anxiety had begun slowly taking over her ever since she saw the video of Jennifer Fitzsimmons and had to perform an autopsy on basically herself. Wrapping one arm around Delphine's, she put on a brave front and said, "You ready to get soooo baked?"

Delphine gave her a quizzed look. "I thought we were coming here to eat?" She looked in front of her and saw at least two dozen round tables with white table cloths over them and wine glasses all around. The ceiling was high and in an opal shape that had a myriad of bright lanterns hanging from it. The people were dressed incredibly fancy, either in tuxedos or expensive dresses. She then looked behind her at the sign etched in wood that read 'Le Chiot' and she almost snorted with laughter. "The Puppy"?" One eyebrow raised, she gave Cosima a playful nudge and said, "How much did you pay the owners here to have that put there?"

Cosima gave out a fake, shocked gasp. "That's what this place is called? I thought it meant 'The Chariot'!"

While the two young women laughed, they were led to a small table towards the back near a large fireplace. Like Cosima wanted, it was just a place for two; she was not expecting any one else to interrupt them. Plus, the area was the perfect place to smoke; it was secluded and the fireplace gave off a pungent but sweet smell that permeated in the air.

Clearing her throat, which almost gave Delphine a mini heart attack, Cosima slowly took off her red jacket, sat down, and then opened the large black menu that had a list of the foods in French. She nearly groaned, then remembered that her girlfriend spoke French, and she smiled again. Her smile faded when she felt a cough creeping up her throat. Turning her head to the side and covering her mouth with the nice napkin that had once been the shape of dog ears, she coughed into it twice.

"Cosima!" Delphine exclaimed with worry. She stood up to help her, but Cosima waved her off in an 'I'm fine' gesture. Delphine new better, though. She sat back down and gave her girlfriend sad eyes that would've been described as a 'sad puppy look'.

There was blood on the napkin, but Cosima quickly folded it up and gave Delphine a reassuring look from across the table.

"Sorry about that," she said. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment, but she feared it was also because she was sick. "Let's just order some wine and then I'll roll a joint."

"I can't believe you're serious about that," Delphine responded disapprovingly. She frowned, mostly with worry from the previous incident, but she didn't want to discourage her. Cosima deserved this night out, and she was going to make sure she had one of the best nights ever.

"Okay, let's order the…Chiot á Queue Blanche…whatever that is."

"White-tailed Puppy?" Delphine looked at her menu. "You're making that up…oh wait, it's really in here." She looked up and gave a wide smile that made Cosima's heart melt. "Is everything here puppy-themed?"

"I did a lot of research, but yeah. Apparently the owner has an obsession with poodles." She beamed at Delphine and did that 'tongue thing' that Delphine always loved. Just seeing her across the table made Delphine want to reach over and kiss her, even if people saw. Sensing her desire, Cosima wanted to as well, and the two slowly leaned over the table and…

Cosima's phone started to ring, putting everything to a halt and basically pissing the two women off.

"Shit," Cosima said, and gave Delphine an apologetic look before she looked at her phone. Looking at the caller ID, she knew she had to take the call. Once again, she mouthed 'I'm sorry' and then answered the call with, "What do you want, Sarah?"

"Nice to talk to you too, Cos," Sarah answered. Cosima hated that nickname. What if she were to call Sarah 'Sar' all the time? With the mood she was in now, she had a painful urge to.

"I-I'm kind of busy," Cosima replied, flustered. The waiter came over and she saw Delphine order the wine she wanted, which put her in a better mood. "Is everything all right?"

"Kira and I need a place to crash. I can't trust anyone, Cos. I don't even feel right going over to Felix's loft right now."

"I'm at the Dyad Institute."

"Like shite you are. My phone says you're at some restaurant downtown."

"You're tracking me?!"

"Not the point here. Can we just go over to where you are and grab a bite to eat?" Sarah asked. She sounded desperate but also at the same time, in charge. Cosima never knew how she could sound so calm yet panicky all at once. She knew Sarah would climb tall mountains for Kira – anything for her - and Cosima envied that.

"I'm sorry, Sarah, but I'm out with Delphine right now, okay? What about that Cal guy? Can't you stay the night with him?"

"I can't trust him, even if Kira says otherwise."

"Kira's a smart girl," Cosima replied quietly. She looked up at Delphine and thought she saw a knowing look from her. Ignoring it, she added, "I'm not sure how I can help."

"We'll just come over and eat something real quick, yeah?"

"No, that's not a good idea…oh bullshit, she hung up!" Cosima nearly threw her phone on the ground, but she knew it would draw attention. Sighing with exasperation, she leaned back in her chair, stretched her arms out then folded them behind her head. "Things might get weird," she told Delphine with a weak smile.

"Why? Is something the matter?"

Though it was like the fifth time, Cosima gave her an apologetic look and answered, "Sarah and Kira are coming."