AN: Thanks for the reviews!! I think this fic will be pretty fluffy and pretty funny, so if that's not you, you've been forewarned…BTW, there was not supposed to be a "Mrs." In front of Piper's name, it was a mistake, a just plain "Ms." Was supposed to suffice. Yes I know my chappys have been getting shorter, but I've got school which is nerve-racking, but I'll try to make them longer.

Piper adjusted her outfit in the mirror. It was a sky blue, black and white tweed blazer, over a sky blue camisole, with a black miniskirt, falling just above her knee. But she didn't like to admire herself to much. She added a pair of dangly, sparkly earrings and voila! The look was done. She didn't need to worry about her hair; she always wore it up when she went to work.

Leo fiddled with the buttons on the cuffs of his classic white button-down. He looked spectacular in his suit, a true look to last the ages. He had on a blacker than black suit and a tie to match. Maybe it was his confident swagger or the air of arrogant competence when he made a business deal, but all the girls in the office were all over him. Except Piper Halliwell. He wondered why she was so different.

Nothing apparent, except she was drop-dead gorgeous, but there was more than that. Oh well, they didn't like one another anyway. It wasn't that they hated each other, they just got on each others nerves. If one didn't know them, they might think that they were best friends, or maybe even lovers, such was the casual banter between them. Leo raised an eyebrow at his business attire. Yep, it definitely screamed executive.

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Piper passed by a co-worker.

"Doesn't that outfit scream 'kinky secretary'?" she said jokingly, stirring her coffee.

"Good morning, Lola." Piper said with a little smile and a wave of her hand. But she wasn't getting away that easily. Lola followed Piper into her large executive office.

"You are so lucky." Lola said, shutting the door as Piper sat her briefcase and purse on her rich mahogany desk.

"Why is that?" Piper asked, taking a sip of the Starbucks Mochachino as she sat in front of her desk.

Lola let out a wistful sigh. "Boy, if I had Leo Wyatt alone in a hotel room in London… You know what they say: 'What happens in London, stays in London.'"

Piper smiled again, crossing her legs, showing the strappy black heels. "I do believe that that's Vegas and Mexico."

Lola cocked her head to the side in thought. "It works for anywhere." She said, walking over to the black leather couch, copper-color hair shining. "Anyway, you look nice today—"

"Don't I always?" Piper interrupted.

Lola smiled sarcastically. "It wouldn't be to please a certain someone, would it?"

Piper raised an eyebrow. "Now, Lola, I have know idea what you're talking about." She said, the avoidance in her voice.

"Leo!" Lola said.

Piper rolled her eyes. "Lola, I've told you time and time again," Piper said, leaning back in her expensive chair, "I do not like Leo."

Lola smiled knowingly. Just then the door opened and Leo stuck his head in.

"Boss wants to see us, Missy." He said, that obnoxiousness in his voice, "Oh and um, nice outfit." He walked away. What, no snarky comments, no innuendo?

"Missy?" Lola mouthed as Piper stood. Piper shrugged and made her way to the wooden double door. Just as she put her hand to the door, it opened again, making her jump away just in time.

"Oh and, I was wondering if you'd like to go to lunch. We do have to be considering a sales pitch."

"O—o—okay." Piper stammered.

"Good." Leo replied, with a wave of a file, "You'll definitely need my help. You know, my brain is better than…" he trailed off and turned away.

Piper pursed her lips angrily. "He acts like he's 3 years old, immature ass."

But he was pretty cute.

AN: What do you think? I really like writing this. I'm obsessed with this stuff. Anyway, review!!!