Memory all alone in the moonlight… sings Oh, wrong musical. LOL XD

Rosario, how was it like kissing Adam?

Rosario: Oh, damn good.

Adam: making faces and keeping quiet

LOL. I love those two so much. XD

I love this chappie more than anything:) hope you guys will love it enough to review. XD

Disclaimer: I do NOT own rent… dammit. XD

The Life Café: November 29, 1922, 1:30 pm, Eastern Standard Time

"Why not?"

"It's too simple!" Roger bellowed for at least the 5th time that day.

"What's not simple to you, Davis?" Mark cried.

Roger paused. "I don't know."

"What about you bring her to the top of the Chrysler Building – blind folded - and have it all decorated then propose to her at sunset! It's beautiful there at sunset," Joanne suggested.

Roger made a disgusted look. "It's…"

"TOO SIMPLE! WE KNOW, ROGER!" everyone yelled at him.

"Why don' we just summon magical leprechauns, dwarves and fairies and get them to magically transport you to the top of the Statue of Liberty where hundreds of men wearing the same stuck up outfits are playing the tuba and some people are letting rose petals fall from the air. Then a giant appears out of no where and bellows to the world that you, Roger Davis, want to marry Mimi Marquez, then would that be a good proposal?" Maureen panted.

Roger remained silent. "Do you know any giants?"

Everyone groaned.

"You really do have a kick-ass imagination, don't you… baby?" Mark asked Maureen.

"And proud of it!"

"So… how am I going to do it?" Roger complained.

"Do what?" Mimi came up to the table with a tray on her head.

"Nothing!" the whole table immediately answered.

"You guys get weirder by the minute," Mimi laughed and walked off.

Mark, Roger, Mimi and Maureen's loft: December 7, 1992, 6 pm, Eastern Standard Time

Roger twirled the ring effortlessly around his finger. It was the same ring he was supposedly to give April back then. Now, it was for Mimi. But he still hadn't thought of a good enough way to propose to her!

"You look like a photo in a postcard sitting up there like that, pretty boy."

Mimi smiled at Roger from the doorway, her hands folded across her chest. The musician immediately inserted the ring inside his jeans' pocket before he could see.

"He-ey," he stammered, afraid she had seen.

"Hey yourself," she took a seat beside him and coolly laid her head against his chest.

"What're you doing up here?"

"Mmm, thinking," half true.

"About what?"

"About how beautiful you are."

Mimi slapped him on the shoulder in embarrassment.

"Okay, what do you want?" she laughed and looked up at him with twinkling eyes.

"Honestly?"

"Yeah, what do you want?"

Roger looked up at the buildings which surrounded Alphabet City and how they bathed in the setting sun, so now they seemed to have halos. All this time he'd been fretting of how to propose to Mimi in an expensive, over ornate way and here he was, feeling that this was the right time to do it.

(Me: IN THE FIRE ESCAPE? For crap's sake, Davis! Roger: It's just the perfect time. Me: Okay, okay pretty boy, I won't argue. Roger: Thank you, now let me get on with it. Me: with pleasure.)

"I want you to marry me," Roger said, not thinking of the other things which clouded his mind.

"What?"

"I want you to marry me," Roger repeated.

"You're serious that's what you want?" Mimi asked, sitting up and staring at him as if he were crazy.

"No."

"Roger Davis if you're…"

He kissed her and slid the ring on her finger.

"It's not what I want, it's what I need," he smiled.

Mimi threw her arms around him and he kissed her for the longest time.

"Damn you, Davis," Mimi said, finally pulling away with tears in her eyes.

"What did I do?"

"'It's what I need'" she imitated him. "My ass." She was prompting another one of their petty fights.

"I don't ever want to fight with you ever again," Roger shook his head. "At least not now, okay?"

Mimi was shocked. Then he kissed her again for an even longer time than before.

"BEERS! WINE! CIDER!"

"Someone get SOMETHING to celebrate!" Roger cried.

"I'll call Joanne!" Maureen shouted.

"I'll call Benny!" Mark yelled.

Roger was too happy to even care that Mark was going to call Benny.

"I'll call Collins!" Mimi said, but stopped when she remembered that Collins was in Santa Fe. "I'll find a way!" she added quickly.

"Uh, guys… we only have one phone," Roger reminded.

The three paused. "I'll call everyone," Mark offered.

"I'll get the drinks," Maureen called.

"I'll make out with my man," Mimi laughed, grabbing Roger and pulling him to the couch.

"Roger! Collins wants to talk to you!" Mark called.

Roger pulled away from Mimi for a second and yelled, "I'm busy! Put him on speaker!"

"Yo! Mr. and Mrs. Davis!" Collins' deep voice echoed through the room.

"Hey man!" Roger called, grinning.

"Hey Col!" Mimi laughed.

"Listen, sorry I'm not there for the big celebration. I promise to be down there in 1 week, okay?"

"No problem, man," Roger answered.

"Rog, you better take care of Meems or I'll personally throw you over a cliff, got it?"

"You know I'd beat the crap out of you, Thomas," Roger beamed; he missed having these teasing sessions with Collins.

"Har har. Hey Meems, don't think twice to kick his ass if he's hurting you, okay?"

"Will do, daddy," Mimi said.

"See you, bitches."

(When Benny and Joanne arrive)

"Fuck you Benny, what are you doing here?" Roger teased good naturedly.

"Brought some stoli, that's what."

"Well then, welcome!"

Everyone was poured a glass and they all raised their cups.

"To Mimi and Roger!"

They banged their cups together.

"MIMI! YOU CAN'T DRINK!"

Mimi had, in her ignorant bliss, forgotten that it was forbidden for her to drink any alcoholic beverages. She spat her mouthful out immediately when Roger grabbed her arm. The liquid sprayed all over the yuppie scum.

"Shit," Benny mumbled.

Everyone tried to suppress laughter as Benny wiped himself with a napkin.

"Why can't Mimi drink?" Mark asked.

Roger and Mimi exchanged glances.

"Guys, don't kill us for not telling you, but…" Mimi's voice trailed off.

"Mimi's pregnant," Roger finished for her.

Everyone shrugged. Roger and Mimi gaped at them unbelievably. The expected a chorus of swears and "WHAT's?"

"Why isn't anybody screaming?" Mimi asked.

"Do you think were dumbasses, Meems?" Maureen cried incredulously.

"No but…"

"You've been a raging hormonal pregnant woman all month, we expected something," Joanne explained in her lawyer voice.

"Ah."

"Forgive us, we thought you guys a bunch of stupid oblivious jerks," Roger spat.

Everyone just laughed.

A/N: That was short because I thought it was enough. :) Did you think it was too short?

Poll: Rosario and Adam are the perfect Mimi and Roger.

a. DUH, why'd you even ask?

b. Yeah, they're pretty good.

c. They suck, broad way actors are better.

I'm A all the way baby! XD Review and I will love you more than grape jelly (which I love a lot) :) Collins fans! Thomas is coming up in the next chappie! Watch out for it:)