Ordinarily, Jareth would have been offended, if not downright hurt that this same girl was once again throwing his attentions back in his face. What Sarah didn't realize was that this time there was no time limit and there were no magic words. She was going to like him whether she liked it or not. Still, it wasn't the right time to press her, and so he stood up, bowed slightly, and disappeared.

The next morning Sarah got up feeling rather refreshed. Despite everything that had happened the night before, she couldn't get over the elation that comes with a Friday morning. With Toby at the Galways she had no responsibilities that morning. She took a long shower, put on her favorite jeans and headed downstairs. Something was not right in her kitchen. She could smell it before she reached the door: coffee. Her coffee maker didn't have an automatic brewer.

The kitchen was empty, as it should have been, but there was a half pot of coffee brewed and a mug sitting next to it. It seemed innocuous enough until she saw the note. Have a lovely morning -J. She crumpled the note up and tossed it in the trash can. She did, however, drink the coffee. The coffee was prepared just the way she liked it, two creams and one sugar. Sarah was lamenting this fact then she saw the next gift sitting at her usual place at the breakfast table: a huge blueberry muffin with brown sugar sprinkled on top. There was even a hint of steam coming off of it. Damn. While she took advantage of these things, Sarah kept reminding herself that she was not going to be swayed by these tactics to win her over. After all, he had offered her her dreams once; she wasn't going to be impressed by a free breakfast and she was definitely not going to forget the price tag that came along with the last "gift" he offered her. However, the rest of her day was plagued by little bits of thoughtfulness. The entire house was spotless when she went to pick up. Her gas tank was full when she went to run errands, and amazingly never stopped being full. She knew this because she had driven everywhere she possibly could to try and empty the tank. Which led to the next thing - she didn't see a single red light all day. All of her favorite songs were being played on the radio - without commercial breaks. Finally, Sarah had enough. Pulling into the mall parking lot, she glanced around and yelled, "Jareth, this isn't going to work! I don't want to be friends so you can just stop trying!" When she walked inside and saw that all of her favorite stores were having sales, she had to bite the inside of her mouth to keep from growling.