A/N: Hmm. So, what happens when the SVU ladies go out to celebrate being hot, young, and single in the city? Someone bursts their bubble, that's what!

DISCLAIMER: SVU and its Characters belong to Dick Wolf. Song is "This One's For The Girls" by Mertina McBride. Storyline, narrative and dialogue belong to TStabler©

Olivia, Casey, Alex and Melinda sat around a round table in Viggo's Martini Bar. They were half-plasters already and they had no intention of slowing down. They had making random toasts that had been getting weirder and weirder as they became more and more inebriated, and they knew they were all trashed when Alex stood up, holding her Long Island Iced Tea, with a twist, tapped it loudly with a spoon, and no one stopped her.

"Attention, people, and people who might not be people! My good friend, Oliver…wait…no, it's a girl…Olivia with an 'ahhh'. She is…well I kind of forgot what she's doing, but we're drinking because of it, so it's good, whatever it is! So, yay to her! I would like to make a toast! Not just to her, but to all the ladies in this room, who, like her, had shitty moms, who didn't help you through those rough teenage years. This is to all you girls, about thirteen. High school can be so rough, it can be so mean. Hold on to…on to your innocence. Stand your ground when everybody's giving in! Like ol' Oliver here did!"

Melinda, laughing hysterically, stood up, too, and raised her glass. "Yeah! And, hey! What about how she put herself through school and lived off of ramen soup and ketchup? My toast, to that girl right there," she said pointing at Olivia, " and this is for all you girls about twenty-five, in little apartments, just trying to survive, living on…on dreams! And …uh, Spaghettios! Wondering where your life is gonna go! This one's for the girls!" She swung her drink back in one gulp and people around them nervously clapped as Olivia and Casey cackled.

Casey, tossing back her drink before she stood up, wobbled as she rose, and giggled. "Well, thankfully we aren't this old yet, but we'll get there one day, so this is for all you girls, around forty-two. Tossing pennies into the fountain of youth? Every laugh," she paused to hiccup. "Laugh line on your face makes you who you are today!"

Finally, clapping, giggling, laughing and crying from all the laughing, Olivia stood, nearly tipping over, and looked around. "Wow, uh, thank you, girls, for that charming display of alcohol induced affection. My toast, in return, is in honor of this night." She passed around shot glasses filled with a clear, pink drink. "You're all young and beautiful and I am honored to have you in my life, as my very best friends." She held her glass high and announced, "This one's for the girls who've ever had a broken heart, who've wished upon a shooting star. You're beautiful the way you are. For the girls who love without holding back, who dream with everything they have, all around the world! This one's for my girls!" She held up her shot glass, as did the other three ladies, and gulped it back, licking her lips and smirking, slamming the glass down on the table.

Alex, laughing and crying, pulled the girls into a group hug, to which they all greedily responded. "With all this drinking, and toasting, and laughing and crying, I forgot why we came out tonight!"

"Not that I need a reason to hang out with you ladies! But, remember that toast Casey made when we first got here?" Olivia asked as she twiddled her fingers.

Melinda whooped, causing the people who were still staring at them to stare even harder. "Yeah! She's was all like 'To being hot, sexy and single in the city' and then she drank three Screwdrivers and made the same toast again."

The girls laughed and clapped, and Olivia looked at them nervously. "Yeah, well, I'm not."

Casey looked her and hiccupped. "Not what? You're totally hot and sexy and…"

"Not single," she said as she flashed her left hand at the table, the three ladies suddenly stopping their laughing and sliming.

"What is on your finger?" Alex asked, peering closely and grabbing Olivia's hand.

"Um, well, it's an…." she was interrupted when a strikingly handsome, incredibly muscular man waltzed up to the table and kissed her, a good, solid, scorching kiss. "Okay, wow, incredible kiss but, you taste like you've had a few too many of whatever this is," he said as he picked up a large, tall glass with an umbrella in it. "Did you tell them?"

"I was about to when you cam in and…" Again, Olivia was interrupted when her three best friends squealed and giggled.

"Stabler, you devil!" Melinda cried. "When did you ask her?"

"Last night. We went to dinner with the kids and it was just…perfect," Olivia replied, arms firmly wrapped around Elliot's waist.

Casey smiled gently at Olivia and Elliot and said, "Okay, Stabler, since you're late, you make the final toast of the evening."

Elliot, always a man of few words, looked at his fiancée's half empty glass of fruity-looking liquor, glanced at the ladies, smiled and said, "This one's for the girls."

A/N: I thought the ending was cute, but, maybe not? I want your opinion!