Brandy looked around the living room, feeling completely lost. It would be two more weeks until Mark got back, and she honestly was not sure if she could wait that long. It was true they talked on the phone every night for at least an hour, but it wasn't enough for her. She wanted him there with her, and wanted to be able to hold him. She wanted to feel his strong embrace, and look into his gorgeous eyes. She missed him so bad that it was turning into a physical ache.

Mentally shaking herself, she began to once more think of what she could do to take her mind off of Mark. She had already cleaned the entire house, put away laundry, and got a head start on dinner. She considered heading into the study to work on her writing, but knew it would be pointless to even try. When her mind was stuck on him like this, writing was not even remotely close to happening. Suddenly, she remembered her friend Teresa had the day off, and heading into the kitchen she grabbed the phone and dialed in a number. As she listened to it ring, she silently begged Teresa to answer the phone. Being the wife of Glenn Jacobs, a coworker and good friend of Marks, Teresa would know exactly how Brandy was feeling.

Finally, someone on the other end said, "Jacobs residence, this is Teresa."

"Hey you! What are you up to?" Brandy replied, relieved to hear her voice.

"Hey Brandy! I'm fine, just waiting for Glenn to get home. He said he would be getting in around seven, so I'm getting to that impatient stage of the waiting process."

"Listen here bitch, at least your guy is coming home tonight. I have to wait another two weeks for Mark to get back."

"Sucks to be you," Teresa replied with a smug voice.

"Fuck you," Brandy shot back, making Teresa laugh.

"Hey, you chose to fall in love with Mark's big ass, just like I chose to fall in love with Glenn's big ass. It comes with the territory."

"I don't remember reading about this shit in the fine print of our contract," Brandy grumbled, making Teresa laugh once more.

"So what do I owe the honor of you calling me?"

"I am going insane with boredom, so I was wondering if you wanted to do something."

"Sure, what did you have in mind?"

"Hell, I don't know. Anything sounds great, at this point. I just need to get out of the house, and from the way you were talking it sounds like you need to do the same thing."

"I'm not going to disagree with you on that one, I'm going nuts over here as well. Give me...say, thirty minutes? I'll come pick you up."

"Sounds great, see you soon," Brandy replied, and they said their goodbyes before hanging up. Heading upstairs, Brandy changed out of her casual lounge clothes before going into the bathroom to put her hair up in a messy bun and put on some light makeup. Just as she was finishing with her mascara, she could hear a car horn being honked outside. She quickly put on some perfume, and snatched up her purse before heading out the door.

"Well hello there," Teresa greeted Brandy as she got into the car, turning down the volume of the stereo as she did so.

"Hey, thanks for saving me," Brandy replied as she buckled her seat belt.

"That's what friends are for," Teresa said with a grin, making Brandy smile back at her. "Ready?"

"Sure," Brandy replied, and turning around Teresa made her way back down the driveway and out onto the road. "So what did you want to do?"

"I figured I would head towards town, and we could figure it out along the way. Unless you had something in mind?"

Brandy shrugged. "I personally was thinking the mall, but I really don't care."

"I won't object to the mall," Teresa replied, and turning on her blinker she turned onto another street. "So how is Mark doing?"

"He's fine, just ready for a break. I wish he would come home early so he could give his foot a rest, but he is so damn stubborn."

"He's a guy, they all think they're invincible." Brandy smirked at this, and simply shook her head. "What about his shoulder? Wasn't he having some issues with it as well?"

"He has not had any complaints lately about it, so I think it is finally healed." Brandy remained silent for a moment, before quietly adding, "I just worry so much about him. I know this is what he wants to do, and I give him my full support, but...being so far away from him when he is hurting like he is makes it that much harder. You know?"

"Oh, I know. Believe me, I understand completely. Unfortunately, I don't think it ever gets easier, but you learn to get used to it the best you can."

Brandy was about to respond, when her phone started going off. Apologizing to Teresa, she took it out of her purse. "Hello?" she answered.

"May I please speak to Brandy Daniels?"

"This is she."

"Yes, Miss Daniels, I was told to call you and inform you that your presence is requested at The Capital Grille this evening, and to be ready by eight o' clock."

Brandy was brought back. "Who wants to see me there?"

"I am not allowed to say, ma'am. Also, I was informed to tell you that your transportation will be provided for."

"Oh, okay. Is there anything else I should know?"

"No ma'am. Just that you are to be ready by eight."

"Okay, thank you sir," she replied, and said good-bye before hanging up.

"Who was that?" Teresa asked.

"Some guy telling me that I'm supposed to go to The Capital Grille at eight tonight."

"Wow, Capital Grille? Fancy. Are you going alone?"

"No...at least, I don't think so. He said my 'presence is requested', so I would assume that means someone wants me to meet them there."

"He didn't say who?"

Brandy shook her head. "Do you think I should go?"

"Hell yeah, you should!"

"But I have no clue as to who it might be."

"Well it sounds to me like someone is trying to impress you. I say go, and worst case scenario if you need us to, Glenn and I can come save you. You know we are just a text away."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"I always am."

Brandy grinned at this. "Well, due to these new circumstances...want to help me find a new outfit for this?"

Teresa flashed her a big grin. "I know the perfect place," she replied, and made another turn as she once more changed the direction of where she was heading to.

Teresa looked at Brandy with a critical eye. Grabbing a brush, she lightly ran the shade of blush over Brandy's cheeks, and once more pulled away.

"Well?" Brandy asked in an uncertain voice. She wasn't used to getting this dressed up.

"You look perfect," Teresa replied with a smile.

"Really?"

"Absolutely. Just look for yourself," Teresa said, and turned Brandy around to where she could see herself in the mirror.

Brandy was speechless. She couldn't believe she was looking at herself in the mirror. "Wow," she murmured, cautiously touching her face and hair as a smile slowly spread across her face.

"What do you think?" Teresa asked.

"I love it. Thank you so much," Brandy replied, standing up and giving Teresa a tight hug.

"Anytime, hon," Teresa replied, hugging her back. Once they pulled away, Teresa handed Brandy the perfume, and she gave herself a couple of dabs before setting it back down. "Let's see what Glenn thinks," Teresa said, and grabbed Brandy's hand, leading her downstairs. "Hey babe, what do you think of Brandy?" Teresa asked casually.

Glenn looked up from the paper he was reading, and his eyes immediately grew wide. "Wow, Brandy. You look, so…so different," he commented as he stood up and walked over to them.

"Oh God, that's a bad thing. I'm going to change," Brandy said, and was about to head upstairs when Glenn stopped her.

"No, you don't, little one. I didn't mean it in a bad way, I'm just not used to seeing you this dressed up. You look gorgeous," Glenn reassured her.

"Are you just saying that to be nice?"

"I most certainly am not."

"Yeah, he doesn't tell you that you look good unless you really do. If you look like crap, he'll let you know. Believe me, I know firsthand," Teresa said, playfully punching him in the arm. He chuckled when she did this, wrapping an arm around her.

Brandy laughed as well. "Well thank you for your honesty," she replied, leaning up and giving him a peck on the cheek. Just then, the doorbell rang. "Alright. Thanks guys for hanging around here with me. You can head home now, and…well…catch up on things," she replied with a smirk.

Both Teresa and Glenn laughed. "Just get going," Glenn said, playfully smacking her bottom as he pushed her toward the door.

She laughed. "I'll see you later guys."

"Bye," the two of them said simultaneously, watching her as she opened the door.

"Miss Daniels?" the man standing there asked.

"Yes, sir," she replied with a smile.

He smiled back. "My name is Edward, and I will be your driver for the evening. Are you ready, ma'am?" Edward asked, extending his arm to her.

"I am," she replied, linking her arm with his and heading toward the beautiful stretch limo that was parked in their driveway. As he opened the back door for her, she gave a small gasp at the site of a dozen roses sitting in the seat. "Are these for me?"

"Yes ma'am, they are, and feel free to help yourself to the champagne chilling in the bucket by your seat," Edward informed her as she got into the vehicle, and gently shut the door behind her once she was seated.

"Does she know?" Glenn asked once Brandy had shut the door.

"She doesn't have a single clue," Teresa replied.

"Good, that's the way he wanted it. Now, let's hurry up and finish this up. As Brandy said…I believe we have some catching up to do," Glenn commented, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"That we do," Teresa replied with a smirk, and the two of them made their way back inside to finish what they had agreed on.