The next morning Blair was awoken early by Rachel getting up to do exercises. Since she had forgotten to bring workout clothes, Rachel did them in her semi-schoolgirl outfit and her stockings. Needless to say that Blair was having a hard time cooking them breakfast because her focus was elsewhere. However, she managed to whip up a batch of vegan blueberry pancakes. Rachel was almost bouncing off the walls with excitement and Blair couldn't help but smile at how adorable she looked. She was still sad about Rachel's date with Brody and she had secretly texted Santana about it right after breakfast. Santana had agreed to pretend like she didn't know anything about it because Rachel hadn't told her or Quinn. Blair figured that she was slightly wise not to because Santana said she was already brainstorming ways to murder him. She did reassure Blair though that tonight was sure to sweep Rachel off her feet and that the date would be cancelled. When Blair asked if maybe Santana and Quinn could come by before they left for the theater to talk to Rachel Santana said they couldn't because they were going to be at an extreme lesbian BDSM dungeon. She gave the same answer to Rachel an hour later when Rachel asked if they wanted to meet for drinks that afternoon.

Rachel and Blair kept busy throughout the day by having a movie musical on Netflix. First they started off with Rent. According to Santana Rachel's mom looked a lot like Maureen and if she weren't Rachel's mom, Blair would have gladly tried to hook up with Shelby also. After Rent they watched Grease and Mamma Mia! They would have watched Barbara's movies, but Rachel insisted that they not or else she might die of overexposure. Instead they watched her surprise SNL appearance.

At 4:00 they both showered and got dressed. Blair put on a navy blue dress and the stockings and garters that they got in Paris and Rachel put on the dress, stockings, and garters she had gotten there as well. Blair had bought them each a pair of open-toed heels. One black and one navy blue. She got the tickets, backstage passes, and contest winner certificates and they caught a cab to the theater.

The theater was a surprisingly small theater that apparently was one of Barbara's favorites due to the amazing acoustics. When they got in the theater, Blair showed them the necessary papers, and they were escorted to their front row seats. When the lights dimmed and Barbara walked onstage the applause was enough to make Blair's ears hurt, and that was from Rachel's alone. However, the applause was warranted because the concert was beautiful. Barbara perfectly belted out all of her classic hits and Rachel perfectly mouthed the words to each one.

When the concert was over, they were escorted to the dressing rooms. Rachel seemed about ready to jump through the ceiling when the door to the dressing room opened and Barbara herself came out. Blair was standing slightly behind Rachel in case she fainted, but being the consummate actress she was, Rachel managed to keep her composure.

"Hello. You must be Blair and Rachel," Barbara said.

"Hello I'm Blair Waldorf."

"And I'm Rachel Berry."

They both shook her hand. Blair had been afraid that Barbara was going to be some bitchy diva, but she couldn't have been any warmer.

"Now before the two of you say anything, I have heard from many people that they are my biggest fans, so take it from me, you're not my biggest fans. However, that's a good thing. All of my biggest fans have tried to clip my hair. Now Rachel, I don't know if you heard, but I am a friend of Carmen Tibideaux, and she told me that she has heard you perform some of my work. She said you sound amazing. Care to join me onstage?"

Blair rushed behind Rachel, but Rachel only stumbled.

"I would love that Ms. Streisand!"

"Please, call me Barbara."

They both headed out onstage. Barbara signaled her accompanist and she and Rachel both began singing "Dont Rain on My Parade" in perfect harmony. Blair grinned broadly throughout the performance. She watched Rachel belt out beautifully and she decided. She had officially fallen in love with her. Sure it had been not that long that they had known each other, but tonight when they got back to her place, she was going to confess her love to Rachel.

After the song was completed, Barbara turned to Rachel.

"Rachel, my tours take me all over the world, but I always seem to find myself back in NYC. Next time I'm here, I want to look you up. Maybe you can be my opening act."

"Thank you! Thank you so much Barbara! You're amazing! Thank you! Thank you!"

Barbara must have heard this a million times because she expertly received the bear hug that Rachel put her in.

"So ladies. What say we go to dinner?" Barbara said smiling.

Dinner was at Sardi's. They had a table in the back. They even had vegan options so Rachel was able to enjoy their food. Once they had ordered, Barbara turned to them.

"So Blair, Rachel. How long have you guys been a couple for?"

Blair blushed. Something in her heart began to feel like it was being lifted.

"We're not a couple," Rachel said. "Just friends. I'm straight."

"Rachel, I know a lot of gays and lesbians. And you two both scream 'into women'. However, I won't press the matter."

Blair's heart sank. Deeply. If she said no to even Barbara, then it seemed hopeless. She began to glance around, when out of the corner of her eye she saw two women. One was wearing a red dress with red fully-fashioned stockings while the other wore the same but in white. They were feeding cake to each other.

"It can't be," she mused to herself.

She politely excused herself and went over to the table. Sure enough, Santana and Quinn were sitting there having a romantic dinner. They were too busy eating cake and giggling that until Blair cleared her throat, they didn't notice she was there.

"Hey guys."

"Hey Blair!" Santana exclaimed, smiling broadly and looking happier than Blair had seen her. This was a whole new side to Santana that Blair had never seen. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm having dinner with Rachel and Barbara over there. Didn't you say you two were at a lesbian BDSM dungeon."

"Santana never likes people to know that she takes me on lots of romantic dates," Quinn said, giggling.

"I don't want people to know that I'm secretly a softie. So is Berry going to foot fuck you with her stocking-covered feet tonight?" There was the Santana Blair knew.

"Well, Barbara asked if we were a couple. However, Rachel denied it. But Barbara said she felt that we both were into girls."

"Rachel probably just didn't want to tell Barbara that she wanted to fuck you tonight," Santana replied dismissively. "Don't worry about it."

"Hey, why don't you come sit with us. I did win the auction, and you two are done eating, so it shouldn't be a problem if we all talked."

Santana quickly paid the bill and she and Quinn went with Blair to the table. Barbara was delighted to meet Rachel's roommates. It turned out that Santana was a closeted Barbara fan. She was gushing all about Barbara and even praised Rachel's singing. After an hour, Barbara informed them that she sadly must be going but that she had a great time and hoped to hear Rachel sing again soon.

Santana and Quinn stayed behind in the restaurant to "use" the bathroom. Rachel and Blair bid them goodnight and walked outside the restaurant. When they got outside, Rachel turned to Blair.

"Thank you so much for tonight! It was more amazing than I thought it would be!"

She gave Blair a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. Suddenly her phone rang from her purse and Rachel picked it up. She looked at it and began grinning wildly.

"And tonight is going to be even better! Brody asked me to sleep over at his place tonight. So I'm going to go there now. Thanks again Blair! You're an amazing friend!"

Rachel ran and caught a nearby cab. Blair began to hyperventilate and then she began loudly sobbing. She almost collapsed on to the ground, but Santana and Quinn, who had just left the restaurant, caught her. Santana quickly hailed a cab and all three set course for Santana and Quinn's apartment.