2008 - Present Day

Adam read up on Amy's career. He read every bit of news, gossip article and looked at all the images he could find. It was a bit stalker-ish, but he had just recently found out that there was an audition for a show with Amy Poehler as the lead actress.

Adam never forgot her. Even though she didn't show any inclination that she wanted to see him again after that night, he was so enamored by her that he could have found a way to connect with her again. She had always been at the back of his mind and he had always planned to return to New York to find her. But auditions and tapings got in the way of that. The idea of seeing her again brought back the memories of that one night he had with her.

He had to emphasize to his agency how important it was to ensure he would get an audition for this show. And when they confirmed that he was scheduled to audition for a part tomorrow, he was beyond excited. He desperately wanted to see her again. He wondered if she remembers him. Or if she thinks about him at all.

Amy stopped thinking about Adam a few days after that one night when she never received a call from him. She was excitedly waiting for him to call her. She spent a few days being bitter over the fact that he did not. And as she had taught herself a long time ago in coping with rejection, she erased him from her mind. It never occurred to her that this Adam Scott that was waiting to audition in the other room was that same person.

But Amy recognized him the second she laid eyes on him. Her smile turned into a scowl as she remembered the days she waited for that call that never came. And the feeling of being rejected that she squashed more than a decade ago washed over her again. She could see in his eyes that he wanted to be acknowledged. He smiled at her but she did not return it. There was no way in hell she was going to work with this guy. Not after being stood up and set aside like a one night stand.

She watched Adam act beside her friend for a role that was supposed to be a love interest of Rashida's character in the show. Amy reluctantly admitted to herself that Adam did a good job with the audition but she made up her mind, she would not and could not work with him. She didn't expect to feel so much anger as they literally only spent one night together. But she remembered it like it was yesterday. She had stupidly felt a connection with him. She blamed it on being young and naïve and easily taken by his adorable and charming smile.

She left the room immediately after they were done. Mike Schur approached her in the hallway with an excited look in his face. "What'd you think?" He asked, obviously waiting for a positive answer. "I think he's perfect for the role."

"No." Amy replied curtly. Mike's eyebrows furrowed. He wondered if she saw something awful that he didn't see. And he waited for an explanation but Amy didn't seem to want to add anymore details.

"Care to elaborate on that?"

"No." Amy answered in a deadpan tone.

"Well that explains a lot…" Mike replied sarcastically. "I'll just add him to our waitlist until we find someone else." Mike looked at her for a few more seconds hoping she'd offer a reason why they were saying no to a really good actor who flirted with Rashida perfectly. But Amy kept walking and Mike stared at her back, dying of curiosity.

Adam was informed that they would call him back once they reviewed all the auditions. But he could tell from the way they didn't add any positive remarks or complimented him on what a great job he did, that he didn't get the part.

And he was also disappointed when Amy didn't seem to recognize him. He chided himself for thinking he made an impact in her life. He was a nobody when they met. He knew he should leave and that hanging out at the back of the building hoping that Amy would use this exit was borderline creepy. But he wanted to talk to her.

His heartbeat spiked when the door opened and he saw her step out. She was bundled in a thick black coat. Her sunglasses hid her beautiful eyes and her blonde curls were tucked inside a grey beanie. He walked quickly towards her.

"Amy!" He rushed ahead of her and stood in front, blocking her way to the parking lot. In his excitement, he did not notice the annoyed look that flashed on Amy's face.

Amy crossed her arms in front of her. "Hi." She forced a smile, "Adam Scott, right?"

"Yes. You might not remember me, but I… We, uh, met in New York, a little more than ten years ago."

"I remember you perfectly." Amy's smile curled into a snide grin, "You're Wham Bham Thank You, Ma'am!"

Adam's eyes widened at Amy's tone and words, he was confused at what she had just said. "Sorry, what?"

Amy poked him on the shoulder, "Do not play dumb with me." She took off her sunglasses so she could glare at him. "I was just a good fuck that you found on your last night in New York."

"Wait." Adam was flabbergasted at the anger that Amy was throwing at him. He was also overwhelmed at seeing Amy's piercing blue eyes. He'd forgotten how much it affected him. "No. I swear I was going to come back and find you again." He said meekly.

"I may have been young back then and I may have fallen for your charming awkward introverted ways, but they don't work on me now."

"I swear, if I had known you wanted me to call, I would have made an effort." Adam said defensively, his eyes pleading with her to understand. "But you were gone when I woke up and I thought that was that."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Amy shifted her feet and her hands went to her hips. "I left you a goddamn note."

"What note?"

"I wrote my number on a post it."

"There was no post it!" Adam said exasperatedly. "I swear on my Star Wars trading cards. I did not see any note."

Amy heard what he said and she recognized that he was telling the truth. He would never swear on his beloved collection if he was lying. He only talked about those trading cards for hours that night. And normally she'd roll her eyes at anything related to Star Wars, but she thought he looked so cute when he gushed over his obsession.

"Oh." She started to feel really foolish for being so angry at him.

"No note." Adam raised his hands in front of him as a gesture of surrender. "Can you stop attacking me now?" He smiled at her.

Amy started to laugh. It was a soft laugh at first and escalated into a full blown uncontrollable cackle. "I'm sorry." She managed to say in between. "All this time…" Her hands hold her belly as she continued laughing. "I thought you were a jackass." The last statement just made her laugh harder.

It was contagious. Adam felt a laugh bubbling out of him too. "Not a jackass." A flurry of emotions run through him as he finally got Amy to stop being angry at him. "I wanted to skip my flight and stay longer in New York with you, but I got an urgent call from my agent and I did not see any note, so I thought I would just come back and charm you again into going out with me."

Amy calmed down a little bit and gave him a teasing smile, "In that case, you can take me out to dinner later."

Adam felt lightheaded at Amy's smile. He was transported back to when he first saw her and all his feelings of admiration and awe just flooded him. "May I have your number then?"

"Yes, you may." She held her palm out for Adam hand over his phone. She navigated to the contacts and started typing her number. Unable to ignore the notification that flashed at the top of the screen.

She handed the phone back to him after saving the details. "Oh you know what, I think we should just cancel our dinner later." Amy said her mood suddenly changing. "It seems you already have plans with your girlfriend."

She turned her back on him and put her sunglasses back on to hide the hurt in her eyes. By now, Adam would have been reading the message that "Babe" had sent him. She walked away hoping he would not run after her. She was not in the mood for another round of getting her hopes up only to have it crushed again.