By the time Laura got to ForWard, she was feeling much better. She definitely looked much better. It was December and very cold, so she was wearing a tight, yellow sweater dress. Underneath, she wore dark tights and high boots. All of this was tucked under her nice, new peacoat. She walked into the lobby and moved to the elevators. She knew the way to Steve's lab easily by now.

She made it to Lab 8 and buzzed at the door. An intern answered. "Hello?" he asked nervously, not making eye contact with her.

"Hi, I'm here to see Steve Urkel."

The intern nodded and closed the door, going to find Steve.

Harold was the next person to open the door, however, not Steve as she'd expected. "Hi, Laura," Harold nodded to her, smiling nervously.

"Hi, Harold. How are you?" she asked.

"I'm ok. I-I've met someone."

Laura's smile relaxed once she realized he most likely wasn't going to hit on her. "Really? That's great."

"I'm bringing her to the Christmas party."

"I can't wait to meet her," she said sincerely. "Is Steve available? I was hoping he and I could have lunch together."

"I'll check," he nodded, closing the door in her face again. They were so secretive about what was in the lab, as if Steve didn't come home and tell her all about it anyway!

Finally, Steve opened the door and stepped out into the corridor with her. "Laura Lee!" he exclaimed. "To what do I owe this extreme pleasure?"

"I was hoping we could have lunch, and I could apologize for my behavior yesterday."

Steve smiled softly. "No apology needed, but I would love to have lunch with you. Lemme grab my coat."

She nodded and waited impatiently until Steve came back a moment later, sporting the trench coat she'd picked out for him before the first snow of the year. She couldn't stand the thought of him wearing one of his ridiculous winter coats over the nice suits they'd picked out when he was first looking for jobs and when he'd actually gotten one. He looked great in it, too. There was only one problem.

"I hate this coat," he complained as he slipped it on and began to walk with her.

"You look so good in it though," she pouted.

"But it's freezing! It's way too thin."

"I'm sorry, Baby," she frowned, "but how do you think I feel? None of the clothes I wear are warm enough for this weather. Beauty is pain, my love."

Steve laughed and snorted. "Let's take a cab to lunch, ok? We'll never find a parking spot if you leave the structure."

"Ok," she agreed.

As they stepped outside, he grabbed her and kissed her deeply. "Sorry," he said. "I've been dying to do that, but it's not appropriate in the workplace."

Laura smiled and placed her hands on his cheeks. She pulled him in for a deeper, more passionate kiss. "Don't apologize for that," she purred as she let go.

He took her hand and led her to the corner where they hailed a cab.