The best part of Mindy Lahiri's day was always bedtime. Not because she was some kind of sex maniac, thank you very much (although… well it IS Danny). It was her favourite part simply because they could lie together with no interruptions (except when there were babies asking to be born), bodies in a tangle of warmth and contentedness. They would always fall asleep in an embrace and even when she'd wake in the night, she'd always find that at least a small part of their bodies was always touching- a hand stretched across to touch her waist, little fingers linked together, a hand on his back. It was as if they were magnets, drawn together and reluctant to ever part. Unless one or the other was on call, they always aimed to go to bed at the same time and almost always did. Yeah, going to bed was definitely Mindy Lahiri's favourite part of the day.

Which is why she grumbled so much when Danny began going to his divorced men's basketball club again.

"But those men are all miserable, Danny! And not over their wives! Are you miserable again…?" she asked incredulously.

"Of course not!" he smiled, grabbing her hands and pulling her closer to him. "Look, despite their questionable motives for starting this club, they are actually pretty decent guys. It's just a fun way to stay in shape. And besides, now I can gloat to myself about no longer being a sad loser now that I have the sexiest girl in New York on my arm!" He kissed her full on the lips with this last remark, causing her to momentarily forget why she was so mad at him. She allowed herself a few seconds of indulgence before pulling away to continue her case.

"Ok, that was super hot, so we'll continue it later. But I still need to talk! Why is the club in the evenings now, Danny? Didn't it used to be a lunch break thing? It's just so inconvenient. By the time you get back and get showered, I'm too sleepy to stay awake and end up going to bed without you! You know I hate that, babe!" She knew she sounded like a spoilt child and could even feel herself pouting. His eye rolls and laughter at her petulance didn't really help.

"I know, Min. It's just one night a week, what's the harm? Besides, I like sliding in next to you when you're already warm. And you make the sexiest moans when I put my hands on you. We both know you wake up when I get in anyway…" At this, she could feel him hardening against her as he nuzzled her neck. The conversation was quickly over, argument long forgotten.

It was a Friday when Danny slipped into Mindy's office, closing the door softly behind him and shooting her a half smile. She was finishing a phone call but ushered him forward with her hand and he sat down opposite her. She was only half listening to the pharmaceutical rep on the other end when she noticed that Danny was tapping his foot in a weird way. He was also licking his lips and appeared to be sweating more profusely than usual. Was he nervous about something? She hung up the phone and furrowed her brows at him.

"What gives, babe? What's with the shifty serial killer routine?" she giggled at her own joke, before trying to regain a muted expression. Dammit, she was never good at those.

"What?! Shifty?! What?! No. Of course not…." He was bumbling. Definitely shifty. "I just came in here to ask if you wanna join me for dinner tonight? It's our six month anniversary after all! Jeremy was telling me about this new Italian place he tried a few weeks ago that sounds okay. You in?"

Her heart raced as it dawned on her why he might be acting so strangely. She dared to hope that tonight might be the night he would propose.

"I'm all in, Danny" she smiled brightly.

"Great, great. Well I have few things to sort before we go, gotta run some errands for Ma. You okay to meet there, say eight? I know you like for us to head out together but I really gotta help Ma with the thingy, uh… with uh…."

"Eight is great, babe" she interrupted. Whatever he had planned was causing him to babble and his brow was now glistening, so she thought it would be kinder to jump in and save him.

"Okay. Good! I'll go get the address from Jeremy and be right back!" He backed out of the room clumsily and finally left her alone with her thoughts. Five hundred mile-an-hour thoughts! There was no way she was getting any work done for the rest of the day. She glared longing at the clock, willing it to change to five thirty so she could head home to put together her 'Oh-my-goodness-you-want-to-marry-ME?' outfit. You know, just in case she needed it.

The restaurant was busy. She had arrived first, which was odd, because she was already fashionably late by twenty minutes. She checked the time on her phone for the ninth time in a row when a text bleeped through.

Sorry, Min. Running late. With you in 10. Order for me?

So not the romantic evening she had planned. She jabbed her napkin with her fork in irritation as she formulated a suitably pissed off reply in her head. She was about to start typing when she was distracted by the music in the restaurant. Somebody had turned up the volume and it was pretty loud now. Confused, she looked around the room to decipher a reason. It was a great song, one of her current favourites. John Legend's 'All of Me' was now blasting through the speakers.

Then the strangest thing happened. The couple at the table next to her got out of their seats and without a word, started slow-dancing right in the middle of the restaurant! Great- instead of starring in her own proposal scene, she was slap bang in the middle of some other dude proposing to his jammy girlfriend. Rude.

She looked away, sucking her cheeks in, feeling slightly awkward. Weirdly, everybody else in the room seemed oblivious to the couple and the loud music, chatting away as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Then, all of a sudden, two people from a party of six the other side of her pushed out their chairs and started slow dancing too. Then a pair from across the room, another from the table behind her and finally, the waiter and waitress! It was co-ordinated and beautiful, the couples swinging each other around like something from Dancing with the Stars.

"Oh. My. God. What the hell?!" Mindy opened her mouth in shock as a familiar face appeared from behind a menu at a table in front of her. It was Beverly. She rose from her seat and slowly turned her menu around to reveal the word 'HEAD'. She then pointed across the room, where a bashful looking Jeremy held up a card reading 'TO THE'. He smiled and nodded in the direction of the door. Through the door walked Betsy, holding 'EMPIRE' on her card. Finally, Tamra joined Betsy with STATE'.

Tears streamed down Mindy's cheeks as she observed the scene unfolding in front of her. She nodded frantically, giddy with both joy and confusion. She rushed past the girls, kissing them both on the cheek as she went. She heard cheers from the restaurant as the flashmob stopped their dancing and clapped her. Outside waiting for her was a cab, with a familiar looking chauffer holding the door open for her.

"Thank you, Morgan." she squeaked, as he pulled her forward for a hug.

"Will it be the Empire State Building, Miss?" he replied, an enormous grin spread across his cheeks.

"Hell yeah! Drive!"

On arrival, she was extremely relieved to find the elevators in working order. Outside one of them, she spotted a rather irritable-looking Peter fiddling with the collar on his security guard costume. He grinned, however, on her approach.

"Glad you could make it, Madam. If you'd like to step this way." He ushered her into the elevator, muttering something about costumes and short straws as the doors closed.

Her heart was beating ridiculously fast as she prepared herself for what could possibly be waiting for her at the top. So far it had been magical and she hadn't even seen the man himself yet. This was already the most romantic thing she had ever encountered and it was all for her. She was drawn from her thoughts by the ding of the elevator alerting her that the doors were finally going to open. They slid apart and she instantly saw him through the glass doors to the observation gallery. He was wearing his Bradley Cooper suit and was sporting the most humongous grin. It was intoxicating.

She stepped out, walked towards him (somewhat unsteadily) and let out a long, nervous breath. The tears were unstoppable and he wiped her cheeks gently as she reached him. She could see that his eyes were red and glistening with tears too. He said nothing, just took her hand and lead her towards the edge. Here, he got down on one knee and produced the all-important box.

"Mindy Lahiri. You are the most wonderful, vibrant, fascinating woman I have ever known. You have changed me in so many ways, yet you have embraced the man that I am. Every day I look at you and cannot believe how lucky I am to have you. I want to go to bed with you every night and wake up with you every day a happier and better man for having you. Will you do me the great honor of becoming my wife?"

"Yes, Danny! Oh my God, I love you much, yes!" Now it was her turn to babble. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her in a tight embrace. They stayed like that for what must have been a few minutes before they were interrupted.

"So did she like the ring, Dr C?!" The whole gang were now encircling them, grinning cheesily in anticipation.

"Oh right, yeah, the ring! Min I haven't even put it on your finger yet!" Danny unclenched the fist that was holding onto to box and pulled out the ring. Mindy thought it was the most exquisite piece of jewelry she had ever seen and sobbed into his shoulder once it was in place.

"You guys, how did you do this?! And how did you convince Danny to go so public with his proposal? And a flashmob?! Seriously? This is amazing. I love you guys so much!" She was brimming with questions and completely overcome with appreciation for the effort they must have all gone to. "And you, big guy- a security guard costume? Kudos, man!" She punched Peter affectionately on the arm.

"Hey, hey, hey! What about me? I'm the one who proposed! Where's my kudos?" Danny teased.

"Oh you'll be getting yours later, don't you worry." She winked. "Is this what you were doing all those 'basketball' nights?"

"Of course. You seriously think I'd choose to spend my Thursday nights with one of your exes? And the sex-tape one at that?!"

The group slowly made their way towards the elevator. It had been the most incredible night of Mindy's life. As she gazed at Danny in amazement, and him at her, their excited friends chattered happily around them about heading for food. As much as she adored them, the rest of the night was for just her and Danny. Thankfully, Danny shared her train of thought.

"Uh guys… Thanks for everything and I will buy you all dinner tomorrow night and every week from here to eternity to show my appreciation. But I think Min and I are gonna call it a night tonight" he grinned.

"Ohhhhh yeah!" Whooped and cheered the gang as they stepped out of the elevator. "Have a good night you two!".

Oh it was a definitely a good night.