As Mark step out of the building he felt a rush of warm air wash over him. He loved summertime.

Ok he thought to himself I need to find some way to get money or food so I can make Roger dinner. Lets see...Where can I go? My I can't get my buzzline paycheck tell next week and I've asked for advances on them almost every time. I cant do that again.

He was so lost in thought that he wasn't paying attention to where he was walking and he ran into Collins.

"Hey what the fuck Mark watch out." Collins chuckled

"Hey Collins sorry."

"Where are you going and why weren't you paying attention?"

"Well I wanted to make Roger a romantic dinner, but of course we don't have shit in the house. So I was trying to figure out how I was gonna get some money to go buy food for us. I guess I was just lost in thought." He said sheepishly

"Its cool Mark. And thats so sweet, you two are so romantic." He said with a laugh. "Look Marky if you need money you can just ask. I'd be glad to lend some to the woo Roger into fucking you cause."

"You know as well as I do that I don't actually have to do anything to get him to fuck me. He is always up for sex. But if you wanted to lend some money to the Mark is a hopeless romantic fund then it would be gladly accepted."

"Of course I would." Collins said as he handed him some money.

"Look I'll pay you back whenever I can I promise."

"Don't worry about it Mark between Angel and all the ATMs I've rewired we've got plenty of money. Just think of it as I bought you dinner at the Life."

"Thanks Collins." He gave him a hug. "I should probably go to the store to figure out what I'm making."

"Ok bye Mark. I'm gonna go see Roger have fun."

"Bye" He yelled over his shoulder as they began to walk in opposite directions.

Mark walked into the store and grabbed a basket.

What the fuck am I going to make? Lets see...what is Rogers favorite food. Hmm...O I know some sort of pasta. He reached for the noodles. Oh and I'll add chicken this will be perfect Roger will love it.

Back at the loft Roger was sitting on the couch mindlessly strumming his guitar. All of the sudden the door opened and Collins walked in.

"Hey." He exclaimed as he came over and sat down next to him.

Roger set his guitar down. "Hey."

"I ran into your boy out on the street. He said something about cooking dinner for you or something."

"Yeah we were standing out on the fire escape and all of the sudden he decided he wanted to cook me dinner."

"You know him Rog, he's just a hopeless romantic."

"I know I love that about him." He said with a smile.

"Its cute how in love you two are." Collins said punching Roger in the arm.

Roger rubbed his arm "Ow what the fuck? You know Mimi said the same thing about us earlier."

"Well thats cause its true." Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Who the fuck could that be? No one ever knocks when they come over here our doors always unlocked." Roger pushed him self up off the couch and walked over to the door.

"Who is it?" He called out.

"Its me baby open the door." Mark called back from the other side.

"Why should I?" Roger playfully called back.

"Cause my hands are full and I can't do it myself." Mark whined through the door.

"I dunno..." Roger said mock-apprehensively

"Roger open the fucking door!" Mark exclaimed.

"Fine don't be so pushy." Roger said as he pulled the door open.

Mark walked over and set the bags down in the kitchen "Your such an ass Roger."

Roger walked over and wrapped his hands around Marks waist pulling him closer. "Then it's a good thing you think I'm adorable." He said playfully as he buried his head into Marks neck.

"Yes it is." Mark said kissing his temple. "Now shoo go play guitar or something. I have to cook."

Collins stood up and walked over to them. "I'm gonna take off guys. Leave you two to be romantic and sappy." He said with a laugh.

"Bye Collins." Roger said as he walked over and picked up his guitar.

"Bye" Mark yelled searching through the bags.

Roger began to play his guitar as Mark began to attempt to cook them dinner.