Mordecai stood behind Margaret, an eyebrow raised in question. For his formal 'attire,' he wore simple white cuffs and a black bow tie. Margaret felt a fraction of her sigh in relief. Well, he didn't look or sound mad.

Margaret found herself stuttering. "W-well, Rigby invited me and Eileen t-to come here. You know, as his two guests."

Mordecai mumbled something under his breath, so soft that Margaret couldn't hear him. There was a long, awkward silence. Margaret cleared her throat and smiled. "Well, you guys did a great job decorating!"

"Thanks." Mordecai said shortly.

Again, there was a silence. Mordecai obviously wasn't in the mood for talking.

"So..." Margaret avoided eye contact, thinking that Mordecai would glare at her in annoyance. "Who did you invite?"

"The God of Basketball." Mordecai pointed over to the chocolate fountain.

The basket ball-headed, cape-wearing god stood next to it, holding a marshmallow under the stream of chocolate. He looked up at them and smiled, "Evenin'."

Margaret and Mordecai waved back casually. After looking at the God of Basketball one more moment, Margaret turned back to Mordecai. "What about your other guest?"

"What now?"

"Your other guest." Margaret repeated. "The employees are allowed to invite two guests, right?"

"Oh, yeah, right." Mordecai paused for a moment. "Well-"

"Hey, Mordecai!"

Margaret looked behind Mordecai at the approaching girl. She was a cloud humanoid, with pure white skin and fluffy white 'hair' that was currently in a puffy side-bun. Ironically, the knee-length dress she wore was sky blue, with a sweetheart neckline and a silvery-white ribbon around the middle. Her skinny legs were covered in torn silver stockings that led into a pair of sky blue ballerina flats. She stood next to Mordecai and held up a little plastic cup filled with a sparkly pink liquid. "Dude, you have to try this stuff, it is the bomb!" As Mordecai took the cup from her hand, she caught sight of Margaret. "Oh, hey, who's your friend?"

Mordecai took a deep breath. "Margaret, this is CJ. CJ, this is Margaret."

Margaret stared at CJ. This was the girl that Mordecai was dating? Not that she had anything visually bad about her. Margaret actually thought she was really pretty, even more so in the dress. But she hadn't expected to meet her tonight. Then, with a mental slap to the face, she realized that she should have known CJ was going to be here. She and Mordecai were dating now, it would only be logical for her to be here.

"Nice to meet you." Thank goodness her voice didn't crack.

"You too," CJ said. "I don't think Mordecai's ever mentioned a Margaret before, how long have you known each other?"

Mordecai interrupted the question. "I've told you about her before. Remember?" He gave her a long, hard look.

Realization hit CJ's features like a baseball bat. "Ooooooooh."

Margaret, who felt like she was being ignored, asked, "What did he tell you?"

"Nothing much," CJ said quickly. "Just uh, that you were a good friend...and stuff..."

There was another heavy silence thick in the air. Just as no one seemed about to say anything, Rigby and Eileen came up, laughing like they had just seen a comedy act. "Mordecai, you have GOT to come see these musicians! They're like statues!"

Silence.

"Mordecai?" Frowning, Rigby looked between Mordecai, CJ, and Margaret. "...oh..."

"Hey, Mordecai! Help me with these!" Benson's voice called over to them. They all turned and saw the gumball machine setting up fallen paper lanterns back into the trees.

"Coming!" Mordecai ran over to help his boss.

The silence seemed even heavier. When no one seemed to speak up, Eileen pulled Rigby away. "Hey, why don't we go get something to eat?"

Rigby, who was obviously ignorant to what she was trying to do, beamed and ran off to the food tent. "Oh, yeah, I'm starving!"

Once again, there was a thick, heavy silence. The two girls avoided eye contact, staring at whatever they could. Neither spoke. Margaret sighed. Might as well be friends with her. "So, I've heard a lot about you?"

CJ didn't frown or smile. "Really?"

"Yeah, I hear you're a great person. I'm sure Mordecai is proud to be with you."

CJ smiled this time. "Thanks. I haven't really heard a lot about you, but I'm sure you're in a proud relationship too!"

Margaret frowned and cocked her head to the side. "What now?"

CJ frowned as well, then smiled again. Maybe Margaret had just forgotten about her engagement. She didn't know when it happened, and it was probably so much to take in that she forgot about it. "You know, how you-"

At that very exact moment, Mordecai came walking back over, smiling. "Hey, CJ, wanna go dance?" He didn't say it formally, but very casual and calm.

"You know it!" The two took off, leaving Margaret confused and unanswered.