A/N: I cannot say thank you enough for the kind reviews! They are greatly appreciated! There is no real drama this time around. I'm giving it a little break. This is the first part of a little arc in the story. I thought about making this a longer chapter but decided against it. So, this one is short, but it is setting something up. Don't hate me too much on ending it where I did.

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Kendall entered Krystal's and immediately spotted Bianca and Marissa. It was like clockwork. Every weekday at this time, the two women could be found here at the same table.

"Binx. Red."

"Curly." Marissa smirked.

Bianca chuckled while the redhead's response caused Kendall to raise an eyebrow.

"Hmmm. Someone's in a good mood."

"Why wouldn't I be, Kendall? I'm having lunch with my best friend, and I won my latest case!"

Bianca raised her glass towards the redhead. "Ditto on lunch with my best friend and congrats on the latest win! You're racking up a very nice record for yourself, Counselor!"

Marissa raised her glass and clinked Bianca's. "Thank you! Oh, I almost forgot the best news! JR's business trip got extended so he'll be out of my hair for a while longer!"

"That is great news!"

"I know! Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket while I'm on this roll!"

While the younger women laughed, Kendall just shook her head. Yet again, Marissa and Bianca managed to close out everyone else but each other.

"Are you two done?"

"Sorry, Curly! What's up?" Bianca smirked while Marissa stifled a laugh.

"You know, Counselor, I'm thinking you're a bad influence on my little sister."

Marissa grinned. "You think so? Thanks! I try my best, but it really didn't take a lot of effort on my part! She is part Kane!"

Kendall smiled and shook her head again. "Anyway, Bianca, I have a huge favor to ask."

Marissa shivered. "Be afraid, be very afraid!"

Bianca laughed. "Trust me, I am! What is this huge favor?"

"You two think you're real cute. Look, Greenlee scheduled a meeting for a new ad account tonight. It could bring in a lot of money to Fusion."

"That's great, but what does that have to do with me?"

"Well, I had made plans to meet with someone about having them do some legal consulting for us, and it's at the same time."

"You can't be in two places at the same time?"

"As much as I'd like to be able to sometimes, no, I can't. I was hoping you could meet with her, get her thoughts on a few things and give me your opinion."

Krystal approached the table at this time. "Ladies, sorry to interrupt, but Marissa, I'm in a bit of a bind, and I'm hoping you can help me out."

"I'd be happy to if I can, Krystal. What do you need?"

"You remember Mrs. Jackson? She runs the bakery across the street."

Marissa nodded.

"Her nephew, Mike, is in town today. He's thinking of relocating here. He's a graphic artist, very talented from what I'm told. Anyway, she was going to meet him for dinner after he finished up some appointments, but she has a huge order she has to fill and is down an oven since one went on the fritz. She asked if I could help entertain him, and I said that I'd be happy to. That was before I realized I gave both Sue and Lisa the night off. I'm short staffed and unable to help her out."

Marissa had been following her mother's conversation until she caught part of Kendall and Bianca's.

"Who's the meeting with again?"

"You actually know her. Do you remember Sienna? I think the two of you almost went out last year to some sort of gallery opening."

Marissa's ears perked up on the mention of this other woman's name and the news that her and Bianca almost dated. Who in the hell is Sienna? Did Kendall say the two of them dated? No, they didn't but almost did. I haven't heard her name mentioned before. Well, I guess there's no reason I would if they didn't go out. What the hell, Kendall? It almost sounds like Kendall is trying to set her up on a date. Bianca doesn't like to be set up. You should know that. Wait. Why is this bothering me? I mean, Bianca is entitled to a social life after all. Anyone would be lucky to have her as a partner. She's absolutely beautiful. She's smart, funny, strong, caring. The list could go on forever. Who is this Sienna chick anyway, and what do we know about her? Is she remotely good enough for Bianca? I don't like this at all!

Bianca's attention for her own conversation started to stray after overhearing Krystal.

"I hate to have to go back to her and tell her I can't help her now. I was hoping you could take him out to dinner or even meet him here. It would be my treat."

Is Krystal trying to fix up Marissa on a blind date? It sure as hell sounds like it! Doesn't she know that Marissa hates them? She told me once that she's never had a good experience with them. Who is this Mike? He could be some sort of psycho or worse, he could be another JR! Hold on. He might be a nice guy. Krystal wouldn't set her daughter up with someone like that. She wouldn't want to see her hurt like that again. Besides, it's not even a real date. It's just dinner and helping someone out. Nothing more and what if it did turn into something more. What would be wrong with that? She deserves to find someone to make her happy. Okay, so why don't I like this and why am I getting upset?

Both Bianca and Marissa were so distracted by their thoughts about the other that neither realized they had agreed to Kendall's and Krystal's requests.

"Great! I'll tell Sienna you'll meet her here at 6:30. Thanks! Look at the time! I'm going to be late for my next meeting!" Kendall raced out of the restaurant.

"Wait, Kendall!" Bianca was too late to stop her sister from leaving.

"Thank you so much, Marissa! I really appreciate it! I know you're busy and have to get back to the office. I'll talk to you later."

"About tonight, Krystal!"

"He'll be here at 6:00." With that, Krystal rushed back to the kitchen.

Bianca and Marissa just looked at each other.

"What the hell just happened?"

"I have no idea!"

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, I guess so."

Neither was happy about what had happened, but they were stuck. They had given their word, apparently, and neither could back away from that.

Five minutes after the younger women left, Kendall returned and sat at the bar.

Krystal popped out of the kitchen and approached her after seeing the coast was clear.

"Well, that pretty much went like you thought it would."

"Yeah, it did. You're clear on the plan for tonight, Krystal?

She nodded. "I sure hope you're right about this, Kendall, and it doesn't blow up in our faces."

"Trust me. I'm right." At least I hope I am.

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A/N: Trust me, Kendall has a plan!