Mordecai sped over to CJ in the last few seconds approaching her for an embraced kiss that lasted a few seconds. When they pulled apart he had his gifts before in his hands.

"Happy V-Day, CJ!", Mordecai said, with some excitement in his voice.

"Oh my gosh, thank you!", CJ said with a big smile as she accepted the large bouquet of roses and heart-shaped box of, obviously German-brand, chocolates. "Happy Valentine's Day, Mordo. Do we have any plans today?"

"Of course we do, my lady."

"Okay, well try to get off early today!"

"I will. Now, how would you like to eat some chocolate and drink some coffee?"

"Sure." As she walked with Mordecai towards the table Rigby was sitting at, she saw Margaret. She was tapping her fingers to the music to which she was listening through earphones. CJ was not angry, but simply held a straight face as she sat down. She could not be mad. She's just relaxing here with Eileen and listening to music. I know her and Mordecai are just friends now. Doesn't she have something more to do besides sitting around here all day, though? I mean… look at her. She's Margaret. It's Valentine's Day. Here train of thought was lost as Eileen walked up.

"Happy Valentine's Day, CJ! What would you like?", Eileen said, taking her order.

"A French Vanilla, please.", CJ replied, with a smile.

"The best!" Eileen ran off to fix her coffee. CJ opened the box of chocolates. She looked at them.

"They look very good. Is it dark?"

"Only the best for my valentine.", Mordecai responded, happily. She ate one, leaving twenty-three more in the box. Her eyes widened at the taste. It was an indescribable flavor sensation.

"WOW!", she said, still chewing the foreign desire. "These are the best chocolates I've ever had! Mordecai, you are the best!"

"Yeah… I know.", he said, putting his hand behind his neck, beginning to feel some guilt.

Margaret could see what was going on and was feeling some kind of anger, as well confusion in her conscience. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't even have those chocolates. But… it's better that I contributed to success in Mordecai's relationship, rather than having him not remembering Valentine's Day and disappointing CJ, isn't it? The music Margaret was listening to began to take her in and she was no longer focusing on what was going on between the two. She began to sing along.

My insides all turn to ash
So slow
And blow away as I collapsed
So cold.

A black wind took them away
From sight
And held the darkness over day
That night.

And the clouds above move closer
Looking so dissatisfied,
But the heartless wind
Kept blowing, and blowing.

I used to be my own protection,
But not now
'Cause my path has lost direction
Somehow.

Margaret began to feel tears coming. She did not want anyone to see what was about to happen. She turned her phone off.

"Eileen?", Margaret said, getting her attention.

"Hmm?", she replied, still fixing the French Vanilla for CJ.

"Would it be okay if I used the re- restroom in the ba- back?"

"Sure. Go ahead. Are you okay, Margaret?"

"Uh… yeah. I'm fine. When you gotta go, you gotta go. You know? Hehheh."

"Yeah…" Eileen watched her make her way down the hall. She finished making the coffee and brought it to CJ.

"Thanks, Eileen."

"Welcome. So, do you and Mordecai have any plans this afternoon?"

"Well, there's movies, there's dinner, and I had an idea of my own…"

"Idea?", Mordecai said curiously, grinning.

"How's about Look-Out Mountain?", CJ suggested. She was doing her best not to blush. Mordecai was no longer smiling, though. He looked worried, as if she had said something that made him uncomfortable. "Mordecai, if you don't feel like doing that, I really don't care. It was just a relationship idea. I'm unsure, myself." Rigby was looking at Mordecai the moment she had said it. Mordecai had a great memory there with Margaret and he was probably fearing the idea of smothering it up with CJ. It just would not be right. But, CJ did not have any idea about what memories Mordecai had there. Mordecai was now trying to lose his personally awkward attitude, and took a glance at Margaret, but she was gone.

"Eileen, where-", Mordecai was cut off by Eileen, who was standing by the table all four of them were talking at.

"Restroom…", she quickly stated.

"Oh…" Mordecai was now attempting to find a reasonable excuse, truth or not, to decline the idea CJ had proposed for the special day. "There will definitely be other people there this evening. It'd be a little weird and, yeah, a little uncomfortable for me." That was very true, but it was not the truth. CJ was no genius, but it was obvious to her that Mordecai was being secretive. Regardless, CJ simply knew better than to be asking what was really on his mind and so personal.

"Now that I think about it, I'd probably feel the same way.", CJ told him. "Maybe we can find a place under the stars at the park tonight?" Mordecai found her idea quite nice, but something just felt weird about CJ and stars, completely. Maybe I should just try and see if she'd settle for a simple date. No, just shrug it off. It'll be cool, dude.

"That would be pretty awesome. Just you, me, and balls of gas! Yeauh!" Mordecai found his way back into his cool.

"Yeah, it's gonna be great!", CJ laughed and smiled, in excitement.

Eileen looked to the back of the shop, awaiting Margaret, who was still in the restroom after the, constantly pausing, five minutes of conversation. She quickly took her mind off it to plan with Rigby, though.

"So Rigby, how does watching a movie with me at my place this evening sound?", she asked.

"Sounds cool. What are we gonna watch, though?"

"Well, after work today I can go to the movie rental and find something nice. I'd prefer to get something neither of us have seen, though."

"C'mon, Eileen. You should get something we've both seen, so we don't have very much interest in it." Rigby raised his eyebrows a few times, hinting something to her.

"Ooohhh, I see..." She began to seem excited and struggling to keep her joy inside. They had been at the coffee shop for some thirty minutes and customers were starting to come in. Eileen needed to get busy, as well as Mordecai and Rigby, who were probably going to go through another one of the rampages Benson was always in. "See you three later. I've got orders to take." Eileen was walking towards a table and stopped, looking down the hall. She gave an apology to the cute couple that was waiting for a beverage and made her way down the hall.

She knocked on the restroom door, hoping for an okay reply from Margaret.

"Ahem... who i- is it?", Margaret replied. She was trying very hard to keep her voice stable, but her effort was to no success.

"Margaret!?", Eileen gasped. "What's going on in there? Are you okay?" Eileen waited seconds for a response.

"I'm... I'm... no." Margaret was scared. She knew that she needed to get out of café go home, so no one would see her like this, but she simply had no train of thought and her friend was worried.

"Why? What's wrong?" Mordecai saw Eileen standing by door and knew something was wrong with her. He was worried, as well. Just before he was about to head over to the restroom door, though, CJ began to have a growling stomach. Mordecai looked at her.

"Ugh...",CJ cringed at the feeling. "I think I'm gonna be sick!"