"Maybe I judged you too soon, Skirt. This place is alright."

Kara tried not to beam with pride as she watched Mick take a seat at the bar. She needed to get him out of her apartment before they killed one another, or more accurately before she killed him. Not only was he a slob, but also he broke every house rule she'd ever set for herself or her guests. Alex and Maggie had both almost shot him within five minutes of meeting him, and Mick had seemed to enjoy the attention from them, continuously poking fun at Maggie for being a cop. Despite all of this, Kara not only couldn't bring herself to kick him out on the street or lock him up, but she found his behavior almost endearing. So, she ended up carrying him, literally, out of her apartment and to the alien bar where she could hopefully break through his rough exterior by plying him with some alcohol and hopefully really solidifying some sort of friendship with Mick, maybe unlock his tragic backstory that he'd only briefly mentioned before.

"Well, after living with you for a couple days, I just had to think of the dirtiest place that I enjoyed and brought you here."

He grinned at her; all teeth, and she knew he responded well to the dry sense of humor and playful verbal bites that he brought out of her. "Ooh, kitty has claws. You buying?"

Kara took her place next to him and flagged down Mon-El who waved and held up a finger that he'd only be a moment with his current customer. "You don't have money, Mick. Unless you pickpocketed some poor person on your way in here?"

He simply grinned and said nothing, causing Kara to roll her eyes. "Don't make me use my heat vision on you."

"Promises, promises, Skirt."

Mon-El popped over and smiled at them. Kara waved awkwardly, causing Mick to raise an eyebrow. "Hey, I'll have a half glass of that… whatever it was. Mick will have whatever you have for humans." Mon-El sized Mick up, who growled at him, causing him to turn and begin gathering their drinks. Kara sighed in relief, still feeling majorly awkward. They had broken up months ago, yet she still felt awkward on her part around him. It was stupid and foolish, and Mon-El for his part seemed fine and had easily transitioned into the annoying little brother role in her life, that she must admit, she had always wished for. She just needed to get herself together and hope that the passage of time would help her.

Mick had since leaned over and was staring at her while she was staring at Mon-El. "You fucked that guy, didn't you? That's awkward."

"Mick!" She felt herself flushing and her mind short-circuiting as she scrambled to both deny it, though it was true, and reprimand his manners. She achieved neither as he simply continued to tease her.

"Damn. Here I thought you were all innocent and pure, wearing a chastity belt under your clothes and shit, but instead you got a kinky side." He grinned at her salaciously. "Very interesting."

Mon-El came back before Kara could formulate a response and she grabbed the Alderbaran Rum and downed the entire half glass and shoved it back at Mon-El. "Another. I'm going to need it."

He blinked but nodded and went back to get her a refill, all the while Mick was laughing his merry ass off with his beer. "You're so easy to rile up, Skirt."

"Skirt?"

Kara felt her entire body tense up at the other voice. Oh no, not while Mick is here. She slowly turned and painted a smile on her face. "Lena! Hi!"

The Luthor heiress was standing there, looking like she just came from work, glaring at Mick and how close he was sitting to Kara. She would normally be very happy to see her dark-haired friend, but with Mick here, she didn't know what he'd say that might scare Lena away from her and the last thing that Kara wanted was Lena away from her.

"Who is your… friend, Kara?"

She put on her best smile, fiddling with her glasses before she could stop herself. "This is Mick. He's my friend from the other earth a told you about. He's a time traveler that saves the time line."

Lena looked him over, Mick holding her gaze. "You don't look very heroic." She seemed to catch herself. "Er, no offense."

Mick let out a loud laugh. "No offense? That's the best compliment I've gotten while I've been here! I like this one, Skirt."

Kara watched Lena furrow her brow at his behavior and when Mick turned back around to his beer, she figured she should clarify for Lena. "He's a criminal actually. A master thief and… pyromaniac." Lena's eyes were wide, but Kara was quick to assure her. "Don't worry. He uses those skills to make sure that history is protected."

"And what is he doing here?"

Kara rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "Well, he got pushed through a portal to here and is kind of staying with me?" She didn't know why it came out like a question, but seeing Lena get more concerned as she spoke, it almost felt like Kara was making sure it was okay with Lena, though Lena had no control over what Kara did.

Mick spoke up suddenly. "You wanna loosen your bun a bit there, princess? Take the damn heels off, order a drink, and join us. I don't care." He took a sip of his beer, his eyes flicking between Kara and Lena.

"That's a great idea! Lena, you should join us! I'm sure you'd be interested in Mick's Heatgun, and about his Earth."

Lena looked unsure, but when Kara turned her mouth into a pout, Lena caved. "Fine, let me just use the ladies' room and I'll be back. Save me a seat."

She was not gone a few seconds when Mick turned his entire body towards Kara and tilted his head. "You fuck her too?"

Kara had been gripping the back of her chair as she watched Lena walk away, but when Mick spoke she accidentally went blank and ripped the back of the chair completely off. "WHAT?"

Mick seemed more amused than anything else, and took another drag of his beer. "C'mon, you both were throwing some serious "do-me" eyes at one another. There was so much sexual tension that it almost made me uncomfortable." At her blank stare he actually raised his eyebrows. "You serious? You've never?"

"NO!" Kara's mind was in a panic. Lena was only… she was just…. She was her Lena, not anything like that. But the more that she thought about Mick's interpretation, the more that secret side of herself that she never poked into wanted to admit that Mick's interpretation was what she truly wanted.

Mick shrugged. "Ain't none of my business, but you should. She'd say yes. She was giving me a glare that was almost as bad as Blondie's on the ship. She looked like she wanted to murder me." When Kara didn't respond for a while he scoffed. "Earth to Skirt. She was jealous. She wants your babies and probably loves you or whatever. Go for it."

Kara gulped and her advanced hearing took notice of the bathroom door closing. She gulped and tried to sit straight hoping that Lena wouldn't notice that she'd destroyed the stool she was on. She did, but for reasons unknown to Kara, though that didn't mean she was any less thankful, she didn't mention it.

She was still blushing, which Lena took notice of and placed a hand on her arm. "Kara are you well?"

"Fine! Totally fine!" She couldn't control her volume and this whole interaction would kill her, she was sure of it. "How are you? Long day?"

Lena nodded, flagging down Mon-El and ordering a beer. She'd been converted by the game nights where Maggie and Alex insisted that she try their favorite beverage. "Yes, the investors were particularly annoying today."

"You could always light them on fire." Mick mumbles from behind Kara.

Kara fixed him with a glare, but he shrugged. "Sorry, go back to your date."

Lena raised her eyebrow. "Date? I think I would have remembered being asked out by Supergirl." Her lips turned up into a teasing smirk and inched closer to Kara.

Kara felt the blood rush to her ears, though she was able to hear Mick mumble, "That's so gay…"

She spluttered. "I didn't ask you out! Not that I wouldn't want to! You're perfect and so, so pretty! I'd be honored if I ever did!"

Lena looked surprised for but a moment. "You would?"

Kara nodded her head violently. "Absolutely! I'd be lucky to have someone like you!"

Lena gave her a blinding smile, finished off her drink in one go, and stood, gathering her things. She leaned close to Kara's ear before grinning. "I accept then. Pick me up tomorrow from L-Corp at seven. Don't be late." Then she placed a lingering kiss to the corner of Kara's mouth. She was pretty sure her brain immediately broke down for a full five minutes because whenever she broke out of her daze, Lena was long gone and Mick was on his third beer.

"What happened?"

"I got you a date. And also, probably, got you laid. You're welcome."

Maybe Mick being here wasn't such a bad thing… At least, Kara might be open to thinking that the next time he messed up her apartment.