Rachel and Tori were sitting cross legged on Tori's plush peach carpeting, munching on pita chips and chocolate ice cream. Shortly after starting college, Rachel had realized that her vegan diet was taxing her body, and she needed the extra proteins and minerals in dairy and the like. So she had given up veganism, though she didn't eat meat.

"Okay, so who was that dude? Spill, chica." Tori implored through a bite of ice cream.

"We dated. Back in high school, we dated. And god did we love each other. He was always there, nice to me when no one else was, even before we dated. But the second time we dated, I found out he was lying about being a virgin, he'd slept with this girl named Santana. And it crushed me. So while we were fighting and almost broken up, I made out with my ex, who was also Finn's ex-best friend. The problem was Finn's ex Quinn and slept with Puck while dating Finn, and gotten pregnant. And told Finn that it was his, even though she'd never had sex with Finn, because she was the president of the chastity club. Anyway, so then we broke up, and I was heartbroken. And by senior year we were both sort of friends again, and we talk every once in awhile. He's the first person I call when I get a role. I guess some part of me wonders what we could have had still, you know?"

"So THAT'S why you never date! Wait…Rachel. Are you STILL A VIRGIN?" Tori squealed with laughter and Rachel blushed furiously.

"It's not like I have time to date! And I'm not exactly the random sex type, am I?"

"No, that's true. So do you still, like, love him?"

"I don't really know. I guess I…. Oh who am I kidding. Yeah. He's literally the nicest person I ever met. And I'm glad he's in my life as a friend. He'd never take me back, and I don't have time for a relationship. Especially long distance. But some people are just built to only truly deeply love once, you know? And I'm just one of those people." Tori nodded thoughtfully, and twisted her own engagement ring. Rachel stretched an yawned.

"We should sleep. I have dinner with my dads tomorrow." Tori nodded at her.

"Night, Miss Berry." Tori laughed and sashayed to her room.

"Night, future Mrs. Paulson" Rachel wiggled her eyebrows and flung herself onto the spare bed in the living room. She dreamed about spotlights, and gold stars, her name in lights and on Broadway marquees. And, for the first time in years, she dreamed about Finn.

When she woke up the next day, sunlight was streaming through Tori's gauzy curtains. She stretched and looked at the wall clock. Just before noon. She must have been more tired than she thought. She rose from the bed, flicked on Tori's coffee pot, and went to wake the blonde from her slumber. She sat heavily on the foot of Tori's bed and bounced.

"Toriiiiii." She sing songed. "Wake up Miss Popular!" Rachel had coined the nickname Miss Popular for Tori after she had played Galinda in Wicked alongside Rachel's Elphaba.

"God that high F of yours could wake the dead. What time is it?"

"Noon. Coffee's being made as we speak."

"Ugh. Well thank Sondheim for that." The two girls ate scones and coffee and vegetarian bacon for breakfast, while reading the reviews of last night's performance. Two or so hours later, Rachel gave Tori a hug and called a cab to go home, call Finn and get ready for her celebration dinner with her dads.

With her hair set in curlers, Rachel picked up her phone and dialed Finn.

"Hullo?" he asked.

"Hey, Finn. It's Rachel."

"Hey Rach!"

"So where are we going tomorrow?"

"Ummm. I was thinking maybe Serendipity's, at like one thirty?"

"That sounds great. Shall we just meet there?"

"Yeah sure. That works."

"Alright, see you then, Finn!"

"Can't wait, Rach!" she was puzzled briefly as she hung up. Can't wait? Finn wasn't usually that excitable. Oh well. She proceeded to start pulling curlers out.

Dinner went wonderfully, She had her dads talked like they hadn't in ages. People had actually recognized her, and asked for pictures. She was just glowing the whole evening. And the food was superb.

In what was beginning to be a distressing pattern, Rachel dreamed about Finn again that night.