A/N: Yeah, I know I told you guys that this would be up a month ago. Sorry about that. So this chapter is extra long and I swear that the next chapter will be up by the end of the weekend! So enjoy!

Disclaimer: Do I even really need one of these??

"I knew they would win!" Mimi cried as the Eagles kicked the winning field goal.

"Nuh-uh," Roger protested. "You changed who you were rooting for every five minutes!" Mimi giggled as she led the group out of the stadium. "So did you!" she exclaimed.

Roger shrugged and wrapped an arm around her waist as they walked. Angel shushed the group and gestured with her head at Mark, who was lagging behind the group, trying to draw out his time with Laina.

"Just invite her to dinner already!" Joanne called from the parking lot. She had had a bit too much beer and was feeling extra generous with Benny's American Express tucked into her back pocket. Mark blushed the colour of a tomato and turned to Laina.

"Would you? Go? Like dinner? With me?" the filmmaker stuttered. "Ugh," he sighed, realizing he wasn't making much sense.

He took a deep breath and tried again. "Would you like to come to dinner with me? As a date?" he added on the end of his proposal. He immediately wished that he hadn't.

Laina brushed a stray hair away from her face and smiled shyly. "I'd like that," she said, taking his hand. Mark practically glowed with happiness before he realized something. "Do you live around here?" he asked, heart sinking as he realized that the only girl who'd shown interest in him in the past year might very well live in Australia.

Laina shook her head sadly. "I live up by Brooklyn. In New York."

It was then that Mark realized her accent; she pronounced the city's name "Noo Yawk." Mark grinned happily and told her that he lived in Manhattan.

The good luck fairies must have been with Mark that evening, for when he asked where Laina was staying in Philadelphia, it was discovered that she was in the same hotel with everyone else. At the door to the hotel lobby, Joanne stopped the group, and handed out key cards.

"Get dressed in your nice clothes and meet back in the lobby in an hour, okay?" Heads bobbled in agreement and they progressed on to the elevators. Laina got off on the third floor, and everyone but Benny got off on the seventh floor. He continued by himself to the tenth floor.

Mark's room was right outside the elevators, Mimi and Roger were halfway down the hallway, Angel and Collins had a room across from theirs, and Maureen and Joanne's room was at the end of the corridor. They split up to get ready for the surprise dinner that Joanne was taking them to.

* * *

Mimi twirled around the hotel room, the hem of her short floral dress flying out around her. She hummed to herself as she secured a thick black leather belt around her waist.

"Roger! Stop agonizing over your hair! Hurry up!"

Roger emerged from the bathroom with a scowl on his face. "I do not agonize over my hair," he humped, causing Mimi to laugh even more. He stuck out his tongue, embracing his inner five-year-old.

By this point, Mimi was doubled over she was laughing so hard.

Roger was not amused. "You're gonna have to pay for this, you know," he said seriously.

"How?" Mimi asked, skeptical.

"You shall be tickled to death!" Roger announced, attacking her onto the bed.

* * *

"Pookie," Maureen whined.

"Yes, Maureen?" Joanne asked, turning around from the mirror and putting her eyeliner down.

"You owe me."

"What do I owe you?" Joanne asked, her eyebrow rising. Maureen patted the spot next to her on the bed and smiled sweetly. Joanne reluctantly sat down next to her.

Maureen leaned over and brought her lips passionately to Joanne's. Joanne kissed her back before pulling away. "Maureen, we have the dinner."

"Oh, come on!" Maureen complained. "You said no earlier, and now you're denying me again?!"

"I was driving earlier, and we have to meet everyone else."

"But not for twenty minutes."

There was a long pause.

"Good point."

* * *

Angel shimmied into a dark blue dress and finished fixing her wig. This was one of the only times in her life that she'd worn a dress, she preferred a skirt to a dress, but Joanne had insisted upon it.

She turned her attention from the floor length mirror to Collins, who was lying on their bed reading a book.

"How do I look, honey?" Collins looked up, and his eyes widened.

"You look fabulous, Ang."

Angel smiled and cuddled up next to him on the bed. They talked about the trip, their friends, anything and everything that came to mind to pass the time. When there were five minutes until they had to meet everyone, Angel suggested going to get Mark, who she figured would be lonely.

Collins agreed, and after he secured his beanie on his head and Angel grabbed her purse, they were on their way.

* * *

Mark lay on the bed in his room, staring at the ceiling. He was so used to being the single one, but now he'd met Laina.

She was different from all the other girls that he'd liked. She was sweet and very pretty, but she actually treated him like an equal – unlike Maureen who commanded him around as though he were her servant.

Mark prayed that he'd be able to find the courage to ask Laina out on a date once they were back in New York. He was fingering his trusty scarf around his neck when there was a knock on the door.

"Mark! We're going down now! Come on!" he heard Angel's voice come through the door.

"Okay!" he called out, standing up and double checking his appearance in the mirror. Something was off about it.

With a sinking heart, Mark unwound his scarf from around his neck, placed it on the desk chair, and walked out of the room.

* * *

As Joanne fixed her hair in the lobby mirror, Maureen complimented Laina on her kimono dress, while she admired the diva's floor length purple gauzy gown. After they admired each other's fashion sense, they got into a heated discussion about animal rights while Joanne scanned the lobby for the rest of their party.

Mimi and Roger soon showed up, still laughing occasionally and joined in their discussion. They were followed by Angel, Collins, and Mark, who caused everyone to do a double take when they saw him without his scarf. "Are we going to eat now?" Roger asked impatiently once they had all gathered.

"We're still waiting for someone," Joanne replied, doing a quick head count. The Boho's glanced around at their group. Everyone was there...

"You invited Benny?!" Maureen and Roger screamed at the same time. Joanne took a step back from her enraged girlfriend and Roger.

"I thought it would be polite." After a few minutes of death glares, she added, "He's paying." This immediately shut the two up, who both realised that they could order as much food as they wanted.

When Benny emerged from the elevator, Roger muttered, "Ah, there's the yuppie scum we know and hate," under his breath, causing the group to laugh. "Let's go," Joanne said, a headache already developing. The group left the building and followed Joanne down the block.

They got to the restaurant a block and a half later, and they all stopped dead in their tracks.

"Whoa," Laina said, astounded.

"Holy shit!" Mimi agreed.

Maureen just got an evil smile on her face.

"This will be fun."

A/N: Only two more chapters left! I have some – interesting – things planned for their dinner, but if you want them to do something of your own creation, let me know, and I'll try to work it in. Other than that, for their outfits Maureen's is basically the dress that Idina Menzel wore on her I Stand album cover. The rest of the girl's dresses (as well as a picture of what Laina looks like) have links on my profile, so check those out. The guys are just wearing various suit-like things. So that's it! I'm gonna try and have this finished within a week!