"What the hell are you doing here?" Beca asked Jesse as she walked into her office.

"Stacking your CDs, partner." he answered as he put another CD on the shelf.

"I can see that, idiot." she rolled her eyes as she walked to her desk. "What I meant was 'how did you get in?' I'm pretty sure I locked the door after I left yesterday."

"Yeah, I told Luke your office was locked, so he gave a spare key for me to use while I work here."

"How can Luke give my office's key to anyone?" she asked herself.

"I'm not anyone, you know." Jesse rolled his eyes. "And you should be thankful to me."

"Why would I?" she frowned.

"I covered you." he answered turning to face her. "Luke asked if you were late again, so told him I asked you to go buy me a coffee."

"I didn't ask you to do that."

"You're welcome." Jesse blinked at her. "And you owe me a coffee."

"Yeah, I'll buy you one when I'm free from you." She rolled her eyes, trying to hold a smile.

"I won't forget it." He got back to stacking.

"How can you expect me to be free from you if you don't start working, idiot?" she narrowed her eyes at him.

"Just one week last, Mitchell." Jesse sighed.

"Thank god, Swanson." She sighed back.

"So," Jesse said at some point of the day. They were both working, Baca from her desk, and Jesse from her small couch. "Uh… Tom seems like a nice guy."

"He's fine, I guess." Beca said not really interested on the conversation.

"Why would he call me handsome neighbor next door?" he looked at her curious.

"I don't know," she was still not interested on the conversation. "I guess he's spending too much time with Chloe."

"Oh." Jesse said and Beca could feel he was maybe… disappointed?

"Dude," she stopped what she was doing and looked at him "he's not available."

"What?" Jesse didn't get it at first. "What? No!"

"I didn't mean like that." Jesse tried to defend himself.

"I'm not judging you." Beca got back to work, trying to ignore that.

"I'm not gay, Beca." Jesse explained. "You know I used to live with my girlfriend."

"You broke up with her, and now you're trying new things." she shrugged her shoulders. "I got it."

"I'm not trying new things!"

"Can we forget this?" he asked uncomfortable.

"You're the one who started it, handsome boy." She smiled sarcastically.

"Let's just get back to work already." Jesse sighed.

"Aubrey seemed to like you." Beca told Jesse after they got back from their separate lunches.

"Oh, yeah, how was the farewell party?" Jesse asked interested.

"We got drunk." Beca said curt, not wanting to remember the talk they had about her and Jesse.

"That's it?" Jesse asked as Beca didn't say anything else.

"Yeah, basically."

"Okay, then…" Jesse said unsure.

"I don't know what you've done to her," Beca said after a while. "But you changed her."

"You know, when you say things like that, it sounds like I've done something indecent to her." He smiled as he moved from the couch to a chair in front of her desk.

"Haven't you?" she raised an eyebrow to him.

"Of course not!" he answered indignant. "We just talked and had tea."

"I don't believe you." She gave him a smirk.

"Believe it." He gave her back.

"Anyway, if with some talk and tea" she said sarcastically "she changed like that, maybe you should ask her out when she's back to LA."

"Yeah," Jesse got into her game. "Then maybe we should go on a double date."

"Go on a double date with who?" she asked doubtful.

"You and Tom." Jesse said like it was obvious.

"Why would I go on a date with Tom?"

"Well, isn't it what lovers do?" he asked sarcastically.

"what?" she was shocked. "Tom isn't my boyfriend."

"What do you mean by that? He was at your apartment, he hugged you." Jesse was confused.

"He was there because he's Chloe's boyfriend. And he hugged me because just like Chloe, he has no respect from personal space. And I punched him for that."

"You seemed happy when you saw him." Jesse said still confused.

"That's because I was tired of the girls picking on me and Tom can control Chloe, he can make Stacie busy and Aubrey just gets uncomfortable around him for her little sister be living in his apartment."

"I guess I just thought you…" Jesse couldn't say exactly how he felt. It was a mix of embarrassment, shock and relief. Relief?

"Thought it wrong, nerd."

"But Tom is not available anyway." Beca completed smiling.

"What? I told you, I'm not gay." Jesse said staring at her.

"You wanted to go on a date with him." She provoked, keeping the eye contact.

"No, I didn't." He looked deep into her eyes and leaned towards her, from the desk.

"I wanted to go with you."

As Jesse said that, Beca's smile disappeared.

"What?" she asked not wanting to believe what he just said.

Jesse seemed to realize what he had said a little after her.

"I can't believe I just said that." He looked away from her.

"Uh…" he stood up from the chair. "Excuse me for a second." He said as he walked away from the office, not even looking at Beca once.

What the hell just happened?, Beca asked herself.

Jesse threw water on his face, trying to clear his mind. He looked up at the bathroom's mirror. What the hell was he doing?

He was trying to make Beca believe he was actually not gay, but with all that mess about Tom, he was just lost. And before he could even realize it, he was saying that to her. I wanted to go with you. The words echoed on his mind. Then, there was the face she gave him, the shock on her eyes.

What was he thinking? He was practically asking her out! The girl he hated the most, the girl he argued with every single minute of the day, the girl full of sarcasm and hate. He didn't even like sarcastic girls.

"I do not want to go out with her." He told himself on the mirror.

Then why did he say that?

He had to fix things, there was only one week of work last. He only had to survive for a week and then, it was all over. Luckily, things wouldn't get any weirder.

I have to fix this, he kept saying to himself as he walked back to Beca's office. And I don't want to go out with her.

"Hi." Jesse said uncomfortably as he walked in.

"Can we just pretend that conversation never happened?" Beca asked with her eyes on her computer.

"Uh…" relax, Jesse, he thought. "Yeah, I mean, we only have one week together, so that would be easier." Why did he felt like an asshole?

"It sure would." Beca said, still not looking at him. "So, I pretend you have a crush on Tom, and you pretend you never said that at all. Deal?" she asked.

"Deal."

They had a deal. But then why they still felt like things weren't right yet?