Here's the update ya'll. Usual I don't own anything 'cept the idea for this little fic. The end is also tucked safely away on my disc if anyone still cares and wants me to update.

"So Eva, Charlie tells me that Jonathan finally caved and made you a principal," Jody said

"I've been working my butt off for him. I'm just glad he noticed it. Dang, I need a cigarette," she said.

"Honey remember..." Eric warned her.

"I know I'm quitting," she snapped.

"You two sound like an old married couple," Charlie teased.

"Mmmm, mmmmm, honey I am not that brave," Eric said.

"He's too busy with Samuel," Anna teased.

"Ohh don't go there," Eric pleaded laughing hysterically.

"So Maureen what have you been up to?" Anna asked.

"I'm studying psychology. It's really fascinating what the human mind is capable of. I'm thinking of becoming a therapist."

"I don't know how you could have turned your back on dancing. Geez, I know I couldn't do it," Eva said.

The conversation turned to their latest escapades in ballet. Eva and Charlie were cast in an upcoming production of "Cinderella". Anna was currently in the "Nutcracker". Eric was only a footman for "Cinderella" but had been guaranteed a principal role in the next production. "Takes more pressure off me," he smiled. His ankle was still healing from when he had sprained it the previous spring. Jody was ecstatic about the newest ballet Cooper's company was performing. "It will be the last new one for a little while. Cooper is busy scouting for dancers, and our choreographer is leaving toward the end of next week."

"She's leaving that soon?" Maureen asked. She had thought the choreographer would be leaving around the first of the month.

"She wanted to be settled by New Years. Cooper's really in a rush to fill her spot. We have to look for a fourth roommate too. So if you guys know anyone, call me."

Suddenly something clicked. Everything came together delightfully fast in Maureen's mind.

"Jodie, I do. Can we go check it out after lunch?"

"Okay."

Once lunch was over, Maureen was eager to get out of there. She didn't know why it hadn't occurred to her before.

"One thing you would love about our brownstone is the parking," Jody observed. "We have our own stall, which you'd be the only one using, and it's underground, and secure too."

Jodie was right about that. Parking in NYC was usually a rarity at best. Even residential parking could be at a minimum.

If Maureen chose to live there, she would share a room with Jody. It was a two bedroom, with two girls in each room. The two other girls were dancers too. Maureen could see that a dancer or choreographer would be a great fit.

"You could move in right away, maybe even before you tell Coop you're taking the job," Jody suggested slyly.

"How did you know?"

"I had a hunch. When are you going to tell him?

"As soon as possible."

It was easy putting Maureen on the lease. "Congratulations," the manager said as he handed her a set of keys.

She walked down the street, marveling at how close her new apartment was to the studio. It was a five minute walk total. She felt as though she were walking on clouds. The apartment was great. She and her new roommates were going to be great friends. Her job was going to be wonderful, and there was that fling between her and Cooper that was begging to be developed into something better. She couldn't remember a time when she felt more complete and whole.

She found the door to the studio opened and walked in.

"Cooper," she called.

"Hello," a female greeted her. She was tall, her blonde hair pulled back into a tight bun. "Hi, I'm looking for Cooper?" she questioned.

"Perhaps I can help you. I'm his choreographer, Julianne," she introduced herself.

"His choreographer?"

"Well, a little more than that you might say," she said, her words were laced with double meaning.

"Actually, I can just call him later," Maureen said, and made a hasty getaway, remembering a phrase that used to describe Coop. 'Anything in tights.'