The doorbell rang repeatedly as it opened. Casey came running in throwing down her coat by the door and running at full speed before lunging on top of Derek who was sitting in his recliner.

"You were so right! Sam said he liked me for me!" Casey hugged Derek tight as she could as he bent his head to look at the hockey game on TV.

"Yea, yea that's great." He muttered letting one armrest across her lap.

"Derek are you listening to me?"

"Wait for intermission." Derek mumbled absentmindedly as Casey groaned getting up and heading to the kitchen.

"Casey! Casey!" Casey ruffled the small girls hair as she walked to the sink grabbing some dishes that were on the island on the way.

"Hey Marti."

"You look pretty!" Casey smiled at the girl while she grabbed dish soap from under the sink.

"Thanks cutie. Want to help me dry?" Casey asked tossing a look over to the dark haired cutie. Marti gave her a look.

"I know, I know 'I'm young not stupid.'" Casey quoted what the little girl had told her countless times. A while after the little girl left Casey grabbed a towel to dry the dishes that she had just washed when Derek reached his arms around her to snatch the towel from her hands.

"You got to stop cleaning our house. You're my friend not a maid."

"Yea, but I practically live here and visa versa. It wouldn't kill you to clean my house, or at least the mess you make in it."

"Oh but you clean so well, and you enjoy it so much I wouldn't dare take that from you." Casey thrusted her elbow behind her and hit Derek in the stomach. He grunted and stepped around to beside her.

"You rinse I dry." He chuckled.

"So, what did you rush in here for?" Derek asked placing a now dry plate in the cupboard.

"I was trying to tell you, that Sam asked me out." Derek lost his breath. Frozen for a moment with his hand outstretched towards Casey waiting for a plate.

"Oh." Casey rolled her eyes groaning.

"I really wish you grew a better vocabulary." Derek chuckled as he put away the last dish and leaned against the island on his elbows.

"So when's the date night?" Derek asked as Casey pulled the plug from the sink.

"Tonight. Dinner at Smelly Nelly's then a movie."

"What movie?" Derek asked absentmindedly.

"Never Back Down." Derek's eyes narrowed as his lower lip pouted slightly.

"Uh, I thought we, as in you and me, were supposed to see that, tomorrow." Casey bit her lip looking pleadingly at her best friend.

"I know, I know. If you want we could still go tomorrow I wont mind seeing it twice, it's just he had it all planned and… it's the first date I didn't want to make a fuss."

"Huh." Derek stated before walking back out to his recliner. Casey exhaled loudly before chasing after him.

"Derek! Okay fine. I'll tell him we have to see another movie." Derek shook his head falling into his recliner.

"No whatever. Go see it I'll… see it with Debby or something." Casey froze raising an eyebrow as she caused her feet to move forward sitting on the couch.

"Debby? Your going out with Debby Hollander?" Casey laughed.

"Well she's been asking for a while and for some reason I kept turning her down, but hey, your always telling me to widen my horizons when choosing girls." Casey giggled as she reached and hit Derek's arm.

"Choosing? That sounds so… final and serious. Is The Derek Venturi actually committing?" Derek scoffed rolling his eyes at her.

"Spacey, Derek Venturi does not commit. He is committed to." Casey chucked a pillow at Derek and he laughed.

"Yea, but I can hope you will grow out of that some day, right?"

"Keep dreaming Case." There was a silence before Casey jumped up.

"I got to go get ready."

"When's your date?" Derek asked turning the TV back on.

"Seven." Casey replied pulling on her coat. Casey put her hands behind her neck pulling her hair out from inside of her coat.

"Uh Case, it's only 4."

"Yea, but I have to look perfect!"

"As long as you don't go near your Babe Raider outfit it's all good." Casey let out a loud laugh.

"Yeah, okay MOM. I'll see you on Monday, kay? We'll tell each other all about our dates during lunch" Derek waved at Casey as she shut the door behind her.

"Hey Casey! Sam. Case, ready for lunch?" Casey turned to face Derek. He was wearing his usual leather jacket with hands shoved deep in his pockets. Casey's hand was latched onto Sam's.

"Oh right. Lunch. Sam, would you mind?" Casey asked smiling up at him.

"No it's fine I'll eat with Emily today." Sam kissed Casey quickly on the cheek. Before letting go and walking into the Cafeteria. Derek pushed aside an awkward feeling as he led Casey to their usual table.

"So, I take it that the Date went well huh?" Casey gushed as her face went pink.

"You have no idea." Derek sat listening to Casey go on about her date. It had been a while since he saw Casey this excited about something. He was starting to zone out when he heard her giggle. She was staring over his shoulder. He turned to follow her gaze to see Sam Making faces at her.

"So! Are you going to ask how it went with Debby?"

"Sure."

"Ah well you know she has all the qualities I look for in a girl you know… hot… but there wasn't that…" Derek put his hands together to make and exploding noise "Chemistry, you know?"

"You are so cute!" Casey muttered.

"Fifty buck's if your listening to a word I'm saying."

"Ask Edwin, I'm broke."

"Mmhmm." Derek grunted slightly dejected.

"Case, go eat with Sam." Casey finally regained focus as she looked at Derek.

"Uh no I'm eating with you Derek."

"No you're forcing me to watch your goo goo faces. Now go." Derek laughed half-heartedly.

"Are you sure?" Casey asked, her hands already inching their way to her lunch tray.

"Please. I beg you." Casey squealed leaning forward pulling Derek's head. She kissed the side of his head.

"You are amazing!" She said jumping up and rushing to Sam's table.

"That's what they keep telling me." Derek Sighed pushing around his Mac and cheese.