Michael waited to make sure Mia's door was shut before he went out to answer the door.

"Hey Lilly." He said as he opened the door.

"Michael, would you please put a shirt on?" Lilly rolled her eyes.

"Geez, what's wrong with you?" Michael asked grabbing his shirt from the back of the sofa and pulling it on.

"Nothing, I'm just tired of seeing you without your shirt on. Why don't you leave it on? Oh yeah, I forgot, Mia is here. Where is Mia anyway?" She dropped her messenger bag on the floor next to the sofa and walked over to the door. She knocked, then let herself in anyway, saying, "Mia, don't have a heart failure, it's your amazing best friend, Lilly." Michael laughed and turned to the counter to put away the bottle and shot glass he'd used before. He washed and rinsed off the glass, and put it in the cabinet.

"Lilly, Mia, you want something to drink?" He yelled towards Mia's bedroom.

"Um, sure!"

"Yeah!"

So Michael pulled out a bottle of water for Mia, a Coke for Lilly, and a Sprite for himself, put the girls' on the counter, and then flopped over onto the sofa.

MEANWHILE (In Mia's room)

"Mia, don't have a heart failure, it's your amazing best friend, Lilly." The door to Mia's bedroom opened as she tried to squeeze into her jeans.

"Oh, hey Lilly. What's up?" Mia said coolly as she watched Lilly drop onto her bed. Lilly picked up a magazine that was on Mia's bed and flipped through it.

"Not much, what have you and Michael been doing today?" Lilly asked absently.

"Not much, just unpacking and stuff."

While she was watching Lilly, she happened to see out of the corner of her eye, the lacy outfit Michael had thrown aside when they'd—well, um, you know'd; it was lying on her dresser. Mia darted over to the dresser and tried to hide it, but Lilly was too quick for her. Lilly picked it up and raised her eyebrows at Mia.

"Unpacking huh?" She grinned and threw the outfit at Mia, who caught it.

"It's not like I was wearing it!" Mia tried to explain, but then realized what she'd said and slapped her hands over her mouth. "I mean—I wasn't wearing it while we were—we didn't DO anything—LILLY!" She started laughing because Lilly was making funny faces and laughing and gagging. "Lilly!" Mia yelled, throwing it at Lilly and flopping down on the bed. "Ugh!" Lilly was still laughing when she came to sit next to Mia.

"Mia, what you do with your boyfriend is one thing. I'd love to hear about your 'love life'. But, no offense or anything, when your love life includes my older brother, I don't particularly want to know anything. I don't want to be haunted with scary images." She started laughing again. Mia threw a pillow at Lilly's head, then rolled over and stared at her.

"Michael is amazing." Mia started, but Lilly stuck her fingers in her ears and started singing "The Sound of Music". Mia laughed and pulled Lilly's fingers out of her ears. "How's Jeremiah?" She asked. Lilly smiled, but rolled her eyes.

"I wouldn't know. We haven't done anything. I mean, he's a really good kisser, and he's really sweet, and I really think I like him—really like him." Lilly smiled and leaned back. "Who would have thought that ugly, pug-faced, anti-everything, Lilly Moscovitz would actually find someone that would make her question her beliefs on everything radical?" Mia and Lilly laughed.

"Lilly, Mia, you want something to drink?" Michael yelled from the kitchen.

"Um, sure!" Lilly yelled.

"Yeah! Listen Lilly, I think we'd better go on out. Michael's probably wondering if you flushed me down a toilet or something." Mia said, pulling on a pink sweater.

They went out into the living room and grabbed their drinks. Mia went over and curled up next to Michael, who put his arm around her. Lilly sat on the opposite couch, alone.

"Where's Jeremiah?" Mia asked.

"Oh, he'll be here in a few minutes. He got lost on his way to my house, so I just told him to come here because he was closer to it. He should have been here by now." Just as Lilly got up to go look out the window down at the street, the phone rang.

Mia answered, "Hello, Moscovitz and Thermopolis residence." She grinned at Michael and he grabbed her hand. "Yeah. Oh my God, when?" The smile melted off of Mia's face. "Yeah, she's here. Lilly, it's for you—Jeremiah's in the hospital." Mia said, holding the phone out to Lilly. Lilly grabbed the phone from her.

"Yes? Oh no. God. I—no, I'm not family, I'm his girlfriend, yes, I'll be right there." She hung up and ran over to the coat rack.

"Lilly, what's wrong?" Michael said, grabbing his and Mia's coats, his keys, and Mia's purse of the rack. He threw Mia her purse and coat and they ran out the door.

"Jeremiah is in the hospital. A car ran into him." She explained.