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Monday afternoon Sydney tapped on the Drama office door. "You wanted to see me, Carrie."

"Oh, yes." Carrie waved Sydney over to her desk. "I just wanted to show you this." She pointed to her laptop. "It's all the graphics for the production."

"You have them done all ready?" Sydney asked, surprised.

"Well, I've been working on them for a while." Carrie replied. "I just thought you should familiarize yourself with them."

"Um, ok." Sydney said, catching sight of the clock. She didn't have time for this. She had promised Danielle that she would take her shopping that afternoon and needed to start organizing tours of possible places for the wedding reception. "But could I do this another time. My afternoon is kind of packed."

"Yeah sure, that's fine." Carrie said, breezily. "How about tomorrow afternoon?"

"For sure." Sydney replied. "I'll see you tomorrow." As she walked away a sinking feeling formed inside her. She had the feeling that this production was going to be more work for her than Carrie had originally made out.

Hey," Vaughn said to Sydney when he walked in that afternoon. "Where's Danielle?"

"Not here." Sydney replied, opening the fridge. The pickings for dinner were looking a little slim. Pizza was looking like a good option.

"What?" But I thought that you two were going shopping?"

"So did I, but when I got home, she left this." Sydney pulled a scrawled note off the fridge and handed it to Vaughn.

Michael and Sydney,
Gone sightseeing with Will.
Danielle.

Sydney couldn't help but smile when she saw Vaughn's jaw clench as he read the note.

"Vaughn."

"What?"

"Do not worry. You should be glad that she is going off with Will and not some total stranger."

"I'm not worried about her. I'm worried about what Felise will do to me when she finds out that her daughter has her sights set on an older man."

"She lives in another country." Sydney laughed. "So I wouldn't stress too much."

"True." Vaughn relented as he sat down on a stool at the kitchen bench. "So, then what did you get up too?"

"I made a few appointments for us to look at some locations, the ones we were talking about."

Vaughn's eyes lit up. "We're really doing this, hey."

"Yes, we are." Sydney replied, sitting next to him. "I was thinking about the bridal party today. We haven't even discussed who we want."

"Well, I know who I want and I kind of figured who you were going to ask."

"Oh really?" Sydney asked. "Who?"

"Francie as maid of honour and Ainsley and Amy as bridesmaids."

Sydney let out a snort of laughter. "And let me guess. You want Weiss to be your best man and Craig and Will as groomsmen."

"Actually, I was going to ask your father to be my best man." Vaughn shot back with a dead straight face.

"What…" Sydney paused, seeing a crack in Vaughn's demeanour. "Oh! You are so full of it!"

"Full of what?" Vaughn asked, innocently.

"Carrie?" Sydney poked her head into the Drama office. It was empty. No sign of Carrie anywhere. Sydney was about to head off when she heard what she thought to be a shriek. It was coming from the auditorium that was adjoined to the office.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!"

Curious, Sydney entered to be greeted by a freaking out Carrie.

"It's gone!" she cried, looking at Sydney through wild eyes.

"What's gone?" Sydney asked, feeling the urge to run away.

"I turned it on and it was gone. Everything!"

"Carrie!" Sydney grabbed her by the shoulders. "What's gone?"

"All the stuff on my laptop." Carrie drew in a shaky breath. "Including everything I had done for Little Shop."

"How?"

"I don't know!" Carrie exclaimed. "My computer just started playing funny buggers on me!"

Sydney exhaled deeply. "Can't you redo it all? The production stuff, I mean."

"No. I've been working on this stuff since I decided on Little Shop for the play. I was doing this stuff before school even came back. There is no way I would have it all completed again in time for the production."

"Ok." Sydney took a step back, frantically trying to think. "What about one of the I.T. teachers? Shouldn't they be able to do something?"

"Ha!" Carrie scoffed. "What would they know? I'm more computer literate than them."

"Alright then." Sydney's face suddenly broke into a wide grin and she reached into her bag for her mobile. "I know who can help us."

"So, who is this guy?" Carrie asked Sydney as the two of them waited out in the car park.

"He's my next door neighbour. I think he might actually be a genius." Sydney answered. "Anyway, he loves and knows computers and if he can't retrieve this stuff then it's gone forever."

"Don't even say that!"

"Sorry." Sydney said as a car pulled in. "Here he is."

"Hey Syd!" Marshall waved as he got out of the car.

"Hey. Thank you so much for coming."

"No, problem. It's not very often that I get to be Marshall to the rescue!" Marshall chuckled as he approached them. However, when he saw Carrie he stopped short. "Uh…ahem, uh…hi," he stammered.

"Uh, hi." Carrie looked at him inquisitively. "I'm Carrie Bowman."

"Hi Carrie… Miss Bowman-Mrs Bowman…Miss or Mrs Carrie?"

Sydney stifled a smile. While she was used to Marshall's slightly odd behaviour, Carrie was looking a little unsure of how to take him.

"Carrie is fine," she replied. "Oh, and it's Miss."

"Oh." Marshall smiled.

Carrie stared for a second. "And you are?"

"Oh god, I'm sorry." Marshall slapped his forehead. "I'm Marshall Flinkman." He looked at Sydney. "So where is this computer?"

Sydney pointed to the open auditorium door. "It's in there."

As Marshall walked off, Carrie pulled Sydney back. "Is he gay?"

Sydney, taken aback by this question, couldn't be sure whether she had heard Carrie right. "Pardon?"

"I asked if he is gay."

"Uh, no."

"Good." Carrie smiled. "Cos he's kinda cute."

That night Sydney had to forgo Vaughn's hockey match. She had let her pile of marking get just a little too big for her liking.

Thankfully, Danielle had gone to the hockey match, so Sydney was able to work in peace. In the week that she had been there, Sydney and Vaughn were discovering that Danielle was not the easiest person to live with. Loud, a little immature and even selfish to a point, Danielle's presence had the ability to fill the entire house, not matter what part she was in.

Sitting on the couch, Sydney stared at the papers before her, waiting for some kind of motivation. It didn't come. She'd barely been home for an hour. Marshall had taken a long time with Carrie's computer. Fortunately he had managed to retrieve all of the lost files.

Groaning Sydney forced herself to pick up one of the papers. The sooner she started, the sooner she could relax. As she worked through the pile, Sydney lost track of the time. She only stopped when the phone rang.

"Hello." She answered, reading through a page at the same time.

"Syd, it's Weiss."

"Hey Houdini. What's up?"

"Syd, I'm at the hospital."

"What?" Sydney sat up. "What have you done to yourself?"

"No, it's not me. It's Vaughn." Weiss paused. "Look Syd, you need to get down here…"