A/N: I don't own RENT, I never have and never will, but if any body wants to send me Mark wrapped in a bow for my birthday, I would not object! = D

A young man in a leather jacket and plaid pajama pants came running up to Mark and Maggie on the sidewalk.

"Roger!" Mark cried, overjoyed to see his best friend outside. "What are you doing?"

'I decided a little fresh air might not hurt any is all." Roger answered with a smirk on his face. Noticing that Maggie was currently standing next to Mark he raised an eyebrow to accompany his growing smirk. "Who's this, Mark?"

"Oh, Roger this is Maggie Connelly, Maggie, this is Roger the emo boy." Noticing the glare Roger was currently giving him he added, "Uh, Davis..."

"It's nice to meet you, Roger," said Maggie who was trying to hold back her laughter that was turning her face red.

"Back at ya, Maggie," Roger said and smiled at Maggie before turning to look at Mark. He stood there with his arms crossed, his head slightly tilted to the right, and a blank look on his face, staring at Mark. Mark looked at him with a kinda-sorta-freaked-out look and an eyebrow raised and stared back at Roger.

Roger continued to stand there doing the same thing he had been.

"WHAT?!" Mark yelled to him with the freaked out expression still on his face.

"Nothing, I just like to freak you out!" Mark sighed and Maggie couldn't stand it any more. She burst out laughing, holding her stomach and trying not to fall over. They both looked at her with amused smiles and Roger asked, "What's so funny?"

She just shook her head and motioned for them to keep walking. Roger and Maggie made small talk as they approached the lot next door to their lofts. Mark finally got Roger to tell them what had happened with Mimi.

"...she said, would you light my candle and she put on a pout and she wanted you to take her out tonight?"

"Right-"

"She got you out!"

"She was more thasn okay but I pushed her away. It was bad, I got mad and I had to get her out of my sight."

"Wait, wait, wait-you said she was sweet."

"Let's go eat, I'll just get fat-"

"It's the one vice left when you're dead meat." Maggie finished for him and he winked at her with a smile.

"Exactly." He pointed down the street to a woman looking around intently for someone and said, "There, that's her."

"Maureen?" Mark asked out of habit.

"Mimi!"

Maggie looked down the street and saw a young beautiful woman in a leapord print coat with long, wavy, brown hair. "Whoa..." Maggie said, impressed.

"I should go-" Roger started.

They all looked up and said, "Hey, it's beginning to snow." Roger walked over to Mimi while Mark and Maggie stood to wait for him.

Maggie looked at Mark and simply said with a smile, "I love the snow."

"Oh, yeah? And why is that?" He asked with an amused expression.

"Well," she thinks for a moment. "As weird as it sounds, I think snow is magical kind of."

"Really? And how is this?" Mark asks, kidding around with her.

"Good things always happen when it snows."

"Really?"

"Really!" She says giggling.

Roger walks back over to them with Mimi Marquez and says, "Mark, Maggie-this is Mimi."

"Hi." The three say simultaneously.

"She'll be dining with us."

"I think we've met..." Mark told Mimi.

She smirked and said, "That's what he said"

They all headed over to the lot and found a spot just as a woman on a motorcycle came roaring in...