A few weeks passed, and Miltiades started to feel she really wouldn't encounter Ruby again. Melanie still didn't know what to make of the situation. Her red-clad twin had gotten relationship-sick in the past, but this was the most extreme case yet. Ruby actually telling her she would probably see her again is likely the cause of this, but the twins soon realized Ruby really wasn't one for the club scene and would only show up if she had to.

And so, Miltiades got excited when Yang showed up at the club a few Fridays later. The longer the blonde stayed and drank the happier it made the red twin. Near the end of the night, Junior realized they ran out of one of their brands. He staved off the restock, thinking it could last one more night, but he was wrong. Now he had to send someone directly to the supplier if he hoped to have any more tonight.

"Melanie!" Junior called. "I need you to go get some Black Label OT, just enough to last through tonight. Then we could get more before we open tomorrow."

"It's almost the end of the night, Junior. Can't we just tell them we're out for the night?" Melanie resisted. She really didn't want to head out tonight.

"It's nowhere close to the end of the night!" Junior argued.

"Close enough." Melanie shrugged.

"Ugh…" Junior pinched the bridge of his nose. "Miltia!"

"Hm?" Miltiades turned towards her employer.

"We need more Black Label OT." He explained.

Miltiades frowned. The more timid twin wasn't going to say no to her employer, but if she wasn't careful she would be gone the rest of the night dealing with the stubborn Off Topic brew master. Melanie watched her sister go with a frown, not looking forward to a rest of their shift without her. The night went on and eventually Melanie had to text her twin.

'What's taking so long?'

'The brew master's being difficult again'

'Michal's an asshole'

'I don't think I'll be back before closing…'

'Then get a full restock order, and I'll let junior know'

The night eventually came to a close, and Melanie was readying to go up to the room, when the door opened. Melanie turned to see who managed to get into the closed club. A small and rather cute girl in back and red was talking to one of Junior's 'men'. The suit-clad man walked away and up to the rooms after the short conversation, and Ruby spotted Melanie.

"Oh! Miltia! Hey! Hiii!" Ruby squealed excitedly.

"Miltia…?" Melanie questioned. There was a reason the twins wore two different colors.

Ruby looked confused. "I thought you said I could call you that? I guess that was only cause I was having a hard time with your full name… I should have practiced it, I'm sorry…"

It took a moment, but soon Melanie realized, "Ruby."

"Yes?" The redhead looked up.

"It's fine." Melanie smiled, feeling mischievous. "It's been a long day, and I was taken by surprise."

"Oh, okay." Ruby looked over the girl. "I just realized, not many people I know have a multi-colored wardrobe. Not that I'm one to talk…"

"What do you mean?" Melanie asked.

"You're wearing white today! Last time it was red." Ruby explained.

Melanie suppressed an amused grin. "What are you doing here? I thought you only came by to pick up Yang?"

"Yeah, I got another call. Not from you, though, so I guess I was kinda thinking you weren't working today. That's why I was surprised to see you." Ruby explained. "But I'm glad you're here!"

"Really?" Melanie was slightly taken aback. "Why?"

"Because I told you I'd see you later!" Ruby answered as if it were obvious. "And now I have!"

"So what's next?" Melanie asked.

"Well, I was kinda hoping…" Ruby started, rolling her ankle nervously, "that we could try being friends. I don't meet many people near my age that aren't at Beacon, and it would be nice to have a friend outside school. I know my voicemail said Weiss is my BFF, but I know I annoy her sometimes too… and she spends a lot of time studying."

Melanie smiled. "That might actually be nice." You totally owe me one, Mil. "I don't have my scroll on me… if you give me your number, I can text you later?"

"Well, morning would be better for me… but working at a club probably gives you an awkward schedule…" Ruby rubbed the back of her head and gave her number.

Melanie wrote it down. "I'll figure it out."

"So, while I'm still waiting for Yang to come down, I was wondering if there was anything else you wanted to ask me? Friends oughta know each other after all!"

"Actually…" Melanie did have a burning question. Ruby kept picking up Yang, so… "What's your relationship with Yang?"

"Yang? She's my sister! She's also my team mate! I'm the leader of team RWBY!" The redhead declared proudly.

"Sister?" Melanie was relieved, as Miltiades would soon be as well.

"Yup! Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"One sister." Melanie nodded. "We're really close. She actually works with me here, but she's away at the moment."

"Oh! Well, maybe we can all hang out someday!" Ruby smiled cheerfully.

"That's the hope…" Melanie lamented.

Ruby cocked her head. "What do you mean by-"

"Hey kid!" Junior's goon shouted while half carrying, half dragging her sister. "Got her down."

"Oh! I guess this means I gotta go… Don't forget to message me, we'll hang out later!" Ruby waved goodbye as she took Yang over her shoulder.

Melanie smiled watching her go. Now that she met the girl herself, she could see why Miltiades was so strung up on her. The white twin herself was already having high hopes for the young girl's hopefully open mind.

Miltiades woke up the next morning cuddled with Melanie as she did every morning. She got up carefully, stretched out, and made her way to the little kitchen they had there. Once Junior realized the twins would be a more permanent residence above the club, he had a little renovation done to combine two of the rooms into one larger room, converting the new area into a kitchen and living room duo.

Small by most standards, it was all the twins really needed. Miltiades got some cereal ready on the bar-style counter and sat down. She noticed a piece of paper with a ten-digit number on it. It looked suspiciously like a phone number… Miltiades heard her sister stirring. "Melanie, what is this?"

Melanie leaned over the counter, taking a bite of her sister's cereal before answering. "Oh yeah, you owe me."

"What do you mean?" Miltiades was a little scared.

"Ruby came by to pick up Yang again." Melanie informed her with a devious smile.

"What?" Miltiades eyes went wide. "And?"

"And, 'Miltia' promised to text her later." Melanie smirked and pointed at the number.

"WHAT!?" Miltiades freaked out. "How… what… why…"

"Calm down, Miltia." Melanie rolled her eyes. "She wants to hang out as friends, and you promised to text her so you two could plan it out."

"Except I didn't…" Miltiades pouted.

"And you never would have on your own." Melanie pointed out. "Look, I got the same vibe off her that you did. I think she might be worth the shot. So go hang out."

Miltiades looked at the number and then to the clock. Noon may have been morning for her, but for most people and likely Ruby included, noon was the middle of the day. She hesitantly put the number into her scroll and set a message. At least in text form, she could think out a coherent response instead of her usual in-person jumbling…

Miltiades: Hey it's Miltia

Ruby: Miltia! Hello! I didn't know when to expect your message

M: Well, I kinda just woke up. Club hours.

R: Ah, I get it. Well, I don't know firsthand, but I can guess. I think.

M: Anyways, what were you thinking about our hangout?

R: Well, best time for me would be a weekend, a Sunday maybe.

M: I can do that. Probably in the early afternoon, before my work.

R: Umm what do you like to do?

M: I don't get out much on my own. Whatever you want to do I guess.

R: It's no good if you don't enjoy it though. We'll figure it out.

M: I look forward to it.

"Maybe I should go clubbing more often," Yang smirked.

Blake looked up at the bed above where the hungover Yang lie, puzzled. "What about what you're going through right now makes clubbing so appealing?"

"It's not what I'm going through~" Yang sang.

Blake looked over to Ruby, who had a big smile plastered on her face and her nose buried in her scroll.

"So, Rubes!" Yang got her sister's attention. "Who you textin'?"

Ruby huffed, knowing where this was going. "A friend, Yang."

"A neeeww friend?" Yang teased.

"What are you all on about?" Weiss asked, sounded slightly aggravated. "I'm trying to study."

"You know how Ruby's been picking me up from the club?" Yang answered before Ruby could say anything, "I've caught her chatting up one of the girls that work there."

"You weren't even conscious last night." Ruby argued.

"You weren't paying attention." Yang rebutted.

"And you're not saying no." Blake noted. It was hard for her believe Ruby of all people was 'chatting someone up'.

"Well, I wasn't 'chatting anyone up'." Ruby humphed. "I'm talking to Miltia as a friend."

"Why are you making a big deal out of it?" Weiss asked the blonde. "It's not as though she's talking to a boy."

The entire room stared at the heiress. "Really, Weiss?"

"What?" Weiss stared on. Realization dawned on her face. "Oh, that's disgusting, Yang."

"Excuse me?" Ruby countered.

"Wow, Weiss…" Yang scolded. "Didn't we just get over Blake and the faunus? How bigoted can one family be?"

"But… Ruby's not actually…" Weiss tried to argue, but failed in spite of herself.

"I am, Weiss." Ruby confessed.

Weiss seemed horrified, though more at herself than at her team. "My apologies… I'll try to be more… careful, in the future…"

"You do that…" Yang replied. It sounded a lot like a warning.

After that, the mood for teasing Ruby was killed for the blonde, and she lay back to nurse her hangover. Blake returned to her book, and Weiss returned to her studying. The awkward feeling surrounding Weiss in the wake of the conversation didn't leave her. The heiress found herself looking Ruby's way again soon enough. The redhead was already smiling again, her attention completely devoted to texting her new friend.

Miltiades: Ruby?

M: Ruby, are you still there?

Ruby: Sorry I was silent for a bit. Drama in team RWBY.

M: What's wrong?

R: Weiss may not be my BFF anymore…

M: Why not?

R: She learned something about me and she didn't react well...

M: What did she learn?

R: Well…

M: I'm sorry, I guess I shouldn't pry…

R: No! It's not like that!

R: It's not that I don't trust you, I swear!

R: It's just… kinda personal and after how Weiss reacted…

M: I understand, Ruby. Don't worry. Maybe I can ask a question that's not so personal?

R: Of course!

M: Do you have a boyfriend?

R: Hahaha how is that not a personal question? Haha

M: Sorry I guess you don't have to answer…

R: Don't worry about it hahaha you're kinda silly! And no, I don't. Single as a… well pringles are nowhere near single, really…

"Smooth like crunchy peanut butter, Miltia." The white twin teased. "Very subtle."

"I don't do stuff like this! You always do…" Miltiades complained.

"You're the one who found her." Melanie reminded her. "And she doesn't know about me."

"I'm going to need to tell her…" Miltiades returned to the text messages.

"Looks like you gonna hang out tomorrow." Melanie noted, reading over her twin's shoulder. "Good a time as any."

Miltiades nodded, hiding her blush. She couldn't believe she was going through with this. She just hoped it would all work out in the end.