Emma dug through several tops and pants, wondering what she should wear to hang out with Ross. 'I guess I want to look kinda cute, but not like I'm trying really hard, either. I mean, Ross might not be even thinking of this as a date and be expecting me to dress like I normally do.' Emma finally decided that "how she normally dressed" would be good, and picked out a jean button-up top that she'd had yet to wear that week. She decided to pair a white cotton scarf with the top, and left the leggings she had already been wearing on. After ditching her flip-flops for her metallic sandals, Emma hurried into the bathroom and attempted to fix up her hair a bit. She decided to turn her pony-tail into a messy bun and throw on some cover-up make-up. Emma smiled at her reflection in the mirror. 'Hey, not half-bad.' she thought, feeling her confidence grow just a little bit. 'At least, I think so.' She felt her smile fade a bit, recalling Ross telling his friends that Emma was "okay"-looking. "Come on, Emma." she thought to herself, trying to push the memory from her mind. Emma finally grabbed her car keys, phone and purse, and headed for the door.

Emma was a few minutes late getting to Ross's house, and hoped that he himself might have been running late. As she pulled into the Lynch's driveway, she noticed that there was only one other car already parked there, instead of several. Ross exited his house a moment after Emma pulled in, and Emma once again couldn't help but notice how good Ross looked. He wore a red flannel button-up shirt, the top few buttons undone revealing a white V-neck, along with the typical jeans. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to near his elbows, revealing his tan, strong arms. "Hey." Ross said as he slid into the passenger seat. "You look cute. How's it going?" Did Emma just hear him correctly? Did Ross just say she looked cute? Mentally, Emma was flipping out, but she kept pretty calm on the outside. "Thank you." She smiled. "I'm okay. I was hanging out with Laura, Raini and Samantha earlier." "Really? That's cool." Ross told her as she pulled out of the driveway. "Yeah, it was fun. So where's the rest of your family?" She commented, nodding towards the one car parked in the driveway. "Everybody's out. Except my parents, they'll probably be home all night." He told her. "Everybody's out? Wow, you have popular siblings." Emma said, and Ross nodded. "Yeah actually, they're pretty good at making friends."

Ross told Emma about their rehearsal in between giving her directions. Emma began to think some of the buildings looked familiar, and realized they were going to the same boardwalk she had gone to earlier. Though there weren't any parking spots too close to the shops, Emma knew she didn't mind; she loved walking, especially in weather like that. "So, where are we heading?" Emma asked. "There's this really great restaurant that my family and I love, it's kind of a burger joint with a fancy twist to it." he told her, laughing at his explanation of the place. Emma smiled. On the couple of occasions that she and Jackson had gone out together, Jackson had told Emma that they could do "whatever she wanted to do." She had always been kind of disappointed hearing those words from him, wishing that he would make an effort into deciding what they could do together. On each occasion, Emma suggested they hang out at Starbucks. 'Funny,' she thought. 'I probably should have guessed the relationship wouldn't last when he barely spoke to me while we were at Starbucks.'

Emma continued to think about her failed attempt at a relationship with Jackson until she felt Ross's hand brush against her arm. "You okay?" Emma heard him ask. She nodded. "Yeah. Sorry." She told him, trying to smile and just forget about the whole thing. She was going to have a way better time with Ross than she had ever had with Jackson, and she know she should just forget the past. "Did I tell you I texted Jackson back this morning? I told him that it's over." She said. "Really? That's awesome." He smiled at her. "I knew you could do. You're definitely too good for that guy." Emma smiled, then looked away as she felt her face grow warm. "Hmm, thanks." she said.

It didn't take long for the two to reach the restaurant Ross had been talking about. Emma followed Ross inside, and immediately thought the place was classier than most burger joints. The lights were dim, and there was nearly an entire wall of windows looking out onto the boardwalk and beach. Emma started to think the place actually seemed kind of romantic. 'Wow, I've never been on any sort of romantic date before.' Emma thought, started to feel a little nervous. Ross said Hello to a teen who was seating customers, whom he looked like he knew fairly well. "Ross! It's been a while, man." The boy told him, fist-bumping Ross. "Hey. Yeah, things have been pretty crazy with rehearsal and filming lately." he told the guy. "Hey, I want you to meet someone." He nodded towards Emma, who straightened herself up and tried to look nice. "This is Emma. She won that contest to guest-star in the show." He told his friend, who now looked at Emma. He smiled ad shook her hand. "Pleasure to meet you! I'm DJ, by the way." Emma smiled back, saying, "Nice to meet you." DJ, you could guess, was pretty attractive. He had dark brown hair and brown eyes, and a perfect smile. "I've known this guy ever since he started working here. What was that, like four years ago?" DJ shrugged. "I'm not keeping track, I just wanna make some cash." he said honestly. "Hey, how 'bout I show you guys to a table?"

DJ took the two to the second floor of the restaurant, which was pretty full with most of the tables already taken. The floor had an amazing view of the beach. Emma was pretty excited to see that their table was directly next to the window. "Thanks, man." Ross told his friend, who headed back to work with less enthusiasm than he'd had while talking to Ross. "Wow, I could get used to this view." Emma said, unable to take her eyes off of the beach. Ross laughed. "It's pretty great, right? When my family and I come here, we always get a spot next to the window. That might be because my family knows nearly the entire restaurant staff though." Ross said with a smile. "I've been coming here since I was a little kid." Emma smiled. She liked learning more about Ross. "It's a really neat place. So, you could probably recommend something really tasty that I should get, right?" Emma asked, glancing over the menu. "Well everything's good, but I can definitely recommend what's the absolute best. How about I order for us? Promise you won't be disappointed." Emma agreed, and when the waitress came by (Who Ross also knew), Ross ordered several different really tasty-sounding foods, and well as a couple of chocolate milkshakes. Emma couldn't help but laugh. "Are we going to be able to eat all of that?" she asked him. "No worries, the leftovers are perfect as a midnight snack if you ask me." Ross laughed.

Emma's favorite part of their dinner actually wasn't the meal, despite it being incredible. It was getting to talk to Ross. Emma learned a lot about Ross over dinner, like that he loved playing hockey with his family, and that he'd been dancing and singing since he was young. Emma got to hear a few stories of Ross's childhood that made her laugh plenty, and even shared some stories of her own. She told him that she'd been playing tennis since she was a little kid, she had never learned how to play an instrument before, and that she was in her high school's choir. Ross actually listened and nodded and laughed and smiled while Emma told him more about herself, and Emma loved every second of learning more about Ross.

The sun was beginning to set by the time the two were finished sipping their milkshakes, and Ross received the check for the waiter. As Emma pulled her wallet out of her purse, Ross stopped her. "I've got this one." "What?" Emma said. "Come on, that was a ton of food. I can't let you pay for all of that." Emma offered to at least take care of the tip, but Ross told her he didn't want her two. Ross took care of the whole bill. Emma was officially considering this a date.

"Wanna go watch the sun set?" Ross asked Emma as the two departed from the restaurant. "I think you read my mind. Of course." Emma told him with a smile. As the two headed for a good spot on the side of the boardwalk, a few girls in R5 wristbands approached Ross. He asked Emma if she minded, and she shook her head. The girls squealed as they each got a hug and an autograph from Ross, who smiled through the whole thing. One of the girls looked over at Emma, who pretended not to be watching. Emma noticed the girl say something to Ross, and he shook his head while still smiling. The girls got a couple of photos with Ross before saying theirs goodbyes, and Ross joined Emma again. "What did that girl ask you?" Emma asked, just out of curiosity. "If you were my girlfriend." He told Emma. "Oh." she said plainly. She couldn't think of anything else to say, but she didn't think there was anything she needed to say. She wasn't Ross's girlfriend, and that wouldn't be changing anytime soon. 'I'm leaving in just a couple of days,' Emma reminded herself, though she didn't want to remember it. 'I know it isn't the time to start a relationship with someone. Plus, who knows for sure if Ross is even in to me.' Emma stayed quiet for a little bit. The two walked over to the edge of the boardwalk and leaned against the railing while watching the sunset.