A/N: Drama, Drama, Drama. All couple are affected, even some friendships. I personally see this as the dinner party from hell. Well enjoy.

The next evening, everyone was getting ready to go over to Marco's cabin for dinner. Maureen, Roger, Mark, and Collins are waiting in the living room for Jolene.

Mark becoming worried about going to Marco's dinner. "Guys, I need to talk to you." The fellow bohos turn their attention to Mark. "You think Jolene is interested in Marco?"

Roger rolls his eyes. "Well, did she say how she knew him?"

Mark sighs, remembering the conversation that she had with him earlier. "She said they they're old friends. But it's the way that she talked about him, making me think otherwise you know?"

"I guess just have to see during dinner."

Maureen sighs as she plops on the couch. "Where in the hell is Joanne? Has anyone heard from her, or Mimi for that matter?"

Jolene comes down the stairs, wearing tight jeans and a low cut halter top. Her hair nicely done, instead of crazy spiked hair she usually wears. "Joanne just called. She said her and Mimi are coming and gonna me us at Marco's."

Mark, not being able to help but notice her hair do. "You changed your hair?"

Jolene leans in and gives Mark a kiss on the cheek. "Yeah. You like?"

Mark nods. "It's different, well, for you."

Collins claps his hands. "Well, are we ready?"

The six stroll over to Marco's cabin. Claire opens the door, wearing a long sleeve, gray shirt, but showing quite amount of cleavage, and long black jeans. Maureen and Roger glance at each other the turn back to Claire with nervousness.

"Hey guys. We've been waiting for you. Come on in."

The six walk in and sit in the living room, taking a seat, waiting on dinner and the possibility of Joanne and Mimi even showing up. Marco, wearing a tight fitted t-shirt and blue jeans, comes out the kitchen with appetizers, such as homemade mozzarella sticks and marinara sauce.

Collins begins eating the appetizers. "This is amazing. You made this?"

Marco nods. "Yeah." He chuckles to himself. "Um, you kinda, spilled some-"

Collins looks down at his shirt realizing that he spilled some marinara sauce on his nice white shirt. "Dammit!"

Marco chuckles a little more. "Hey, I have some extra shirts. Come up stairs, I got some shirts you can wear for the evening." Collins hesitates at first, but follows upstairs.

Someone knocks on the door, and Claire goes to answer it. Maureen checks her watch.

"What time did they say they were coming?"

Jolene shrugs her shoulders. "They didn't. They just said that they were gonna meet us here."

Claire walks back in the living room, stunned. "You guys have to see this." She says with a sly grin. Everyone turns their attention to Claire's area and their jaws drop open.

Mimi walks in wearing long leather high heel boots, coming up her knees. A red strapless fitted dress showing off her curves in all the right places and her wild wavy hair, now straightened with slight curls to them, making Roger all hot and bothered.

"Mimi, you look, amazing." Roger gets up from his seat.

Maureen looks around the room. "Wait, where the fuck is Joanne?"

"Right here baby." Joanne walks in and stands next to Mimi, wearing black stilettos, showing her mocha smooth legs. Going up, she's wearing a little black leather shirt, stopping at the middle of her thighs, and a matching low cut top.

Maureen's totally stunned and walks over to her Pookie, grabbing her by the waist. "Pookie, what's with the outfit?"

Joanne grins. "You like?"

Maureen pulls Joanne even closer and whispers in her ear. "I thinking we can skip dinner, like immediately."

Joanne pulls away and places her arm on Mimi's shoulder. "We came to have dinner, so that's what we're going to do. By the way, where is Marco?"

Jolene snaps out of her sister's transition. "Um, he went to get Collins a new shirt, or something."

Meanwhile upstairs, in Marco's room, Collins is changing out of his shirt into a navy blue collar shirt. He looks over and sees Marco changing out of his shirt as well. Collins tries his hardest not to smile, but as he turns away, a slight grin spreads across his face.

"What are you doing?" Collins asks trying to stir up a conversation.

Marco looks over, buttoning up his black collar shirt. "Changing out of my shirt. Don't want to hang out with my guest with the clothes I cook in." He looks a Collins a little longer before turning away. "So, you workout?"

Collins turns around slightly nervous. "What?"

Marco smiles, trying to make Collins relax. "You look kinda built. You said you're a professor?"

Collins shrugs. "Yeah, I teach at NYU, which means working out isn't required, but I do an occasional work."

Marco nods. "Wanna get back?"

Collins smiles and begins walking towards to door. When he walks out, he lets out a sigh of relief. They head downstairs and see Mimi and Joanne from behind.

"Jo?" Collins confusingly asks. Joanne and Jolene snap their heads up at him, causing him to realize that he should be more specific. "-anne?"

Joanne smirks at Collins. "Nice of you to join the rest of the group."

Mimi walks over to Roger and pushes him down on the couch and sits on his lap. "Did you miss me?"

Roger gives Mimi a kiss. "The second you walked out the door."

Claire smiles towards Joanne. "Well Joanne, I must say, that outfit looks amazing on you."

Joanne turns to Claire with a sexy grin. "Well thank, and I must add that, that shirt shows off you best assets."

Maureen notices the brief flirtation between the two and looks over at Mark. Mark noticing the flirtation as well only shrugs. Marco comes out the kitchen into the living room.

"Dinner is served everyone."

Joanne walks over to Mimi and takes her hand, rising her from Roger's lap. Roger gets confused by the immediate intrusion from the lawyer. The two stroll into the kitchen and take a seat next to each other. Everyone else come in and takes their seats. The seating arrangements go:

M-Jolene-Mark-Roger-Maureen

A

R

C

O-Collins- Mimi-Joanne-Claire

Marco served homemade chicken parmesan with spaghetti noodles. Serves wine to the group, Mimi taking water. Dinner was finally done and everyone was stuff from the delicious meal. The night seems to be going very well so far to everyone, until…

Roger leans into Mark, whispering. "Dude, you're totally fucked."

Mark, shocked by his best friend's comment, whispers back. "What? What are you talking about?"

"Dude, not to sound harsh, but judging by the delicious meal we ate, he's totally fucked Jolene in the past, and the sex was good. You don't make chicken parmesan like that without already getting in the girl's pants, and wanting seconds. I advise you to handle that."

Jolene smiles at Marco. "That meal was amazing. I remember when you used to cook for me. Just never thought that you'd make it your profession."

Marco shrugs with an award winning smile. "Well, I was sure you were going to be a doctor once upon a time, not a DJ. By the way, I love what you've done with your hair. Not your usual, rebellious image. Refreshing."

Jolene shyly plays with her hair. Mark becomes very annoyed, drinking more of his fancy wine. Joanne takes notice of the whole situation, ignoring the conversation the Maureen is trying to have with her.

"Joanne?" Joanne snaps back to her side of the table, realizing that Maureen is talking to her.

"What's wrong Honeybear?"

Maureen rolls her eyes. "Did you even hear what I said?"

Joanne only looks back over to the other end of the table, trying to listen closer to the conversation between Marco and Jolene.

"So, Joanne and I are planning on going out to night, just the two of us."

Roger nods. "Okay."

Mimi, shocked by his answer, scuffs. "Okay?"

Roger only shrugs, take another sip of his wine. "Yeah, okay. You go hang out, have fun."

Mimi, built with frustration, stand ready to leave. "Well it was nice having dinner with you."

Joanne stands up and whispers to Mimi. "Hey, just relax okay?"

Mimi responds not even bothering to whisper back. "Okay? I say I'm going out, dressed like this, and he doesn't even care."

Roger looks up at Mimi, confused. "You said that you wanted to go out. What am I supposed to do, lock you away so you can't go anywhere? Then you'll be pissed at me for not letting you have your space."

"You never want to spend time with me! I don't even know if you love me anymore, let alone the baby that we're having!"

Joanne turns to Mimi, shocked. "What?"

Mimi realizes what she's just revealed, tears start to rolls down her face. She turns to Joanne calmly. "I'll wait in the car." She walks away out of the cabin. Roger drops in his seat, still stunned.

Joanne, still confused, but finally putting the pieces together from the past few days, looks over at Roger. "I think someone should, go and check on her." Roger still sitting in his chair, not moving.

Collins gets up from his seat and goes over to Joanne. "I'll go check on her. She shouldn't be stressed right now." He leaves the room as it now falls silent.

Marco gets up from his seat. "I'll think I'll get another bottle of champagne." He walks into the kitchen.

Jolene gets from her seat. "I think I'll help him with the drinks." She walks into the kitchen.

Maureen leans back in her chair. "Wow, I can't believe she told you like this."

Roger looks over at Maureen, finally coming out of it, but slightly furious. "Wait, you knew, and you didn't bother to tell me?"

Maureen puts up her hands as a defense. "Relax, she told me and Jolene but she wanted it to be a secret."

Roger stands up with anger. "You're supposed to be my friend Mo! I'm having a baby, and you didn't have the balls to tell me!"

Maureen stand s up to Roger, getting pissed off herself. "I didn't tell cause it wasn't my place to! She wanted me to kept this a secret, so I did!"

Roger grabs his jacket and starts walking out. "This is bullshit." He mumbles to himself as he leaves, slamming the door. Jolene and Marco walks back in, catching the attention of everyone in the room, and making Mark feeling nothing but jealousy.

Maureen, still pissed off, decides to take it out on the giggle buddies. "What the fuck is so god damn funny?"

Jolene stops giggling. "Nothing, we were just talking. Where's Roger?" Mark walks out, jealous and hoping to find his best friend. "What's wrong with him?"

Joanne rolls her eyes. "Great going Lene. You sure know how to fuck things up."

Jolene, unsure what's going on and looks around the room. "Me? What the hell did I do?"

Joanne walks over to Jolene, quite pissed herself. "If you weren't throwing yourself all over Marco, Mark wouldn't be pissed right now."

Jolene becoming immediately angry of her sister's accusations and gives her slight shove. "I haven't done anything wrong."

Joanne shoves Jolene a little harder. "Please, you've been ignoring Mark, flirting with Marco, you even changed your fucking hair! You do this same bullshit routine even time Marco comes into the picture!"

Before Jolene could give Joanne another shove, their argument gets cut off by Maureen shouting.

"You all just please shut the fuck up!" Maureen goes over to the two arguing sister with frustration building up. "Joanne, you need to stop jumping in Mark and Jolene's relationship."

"I was protecting Mark, cause I knew this was going to happened." Joanne explains.

"Mark is a grown ass man, he doesn't need to you or anybody to protect him all the damn time."

Joanne begins getting pissed at Maureen as well. "Well excuse me for trying to be a good friend."

"You want to be a good friend, how about worrying about your own relationship! Instead, of worrying about them, how about explaining to me why you were flirting with Claire all night!"

Joanne smirks from the irony. "Oh, so it's okay for you to have friendly conversations with other people but if I did it, all hell breaks loose? By the way, I wasn't flirting, so you don't even begin to know how I feel, when you're flirty at the first thing that walks past your way. I had to change my fucking look just to have your attention tonight!"

Jolene rolls her eyes about the conversation. "Whatever, I'm out." She leaves the room, heading out the door.

"You know what Jo? For weeks, all it's been about Mark and Jolene! That's all I hear about ever since they've been together."

"Well at least I've taken the time to care about someone other than myself." Joanne storms off and leaves the cabin. Maureen follows behind Joanne. Marco and Claire sit in the room in an awkward silence and realize Maureen walking back in.

Maureen snatches the champagne bottle from Marco. "I'm gonna need this." She storms towards the front door bumping into Collins, who's walking back into the dinning room, noticing how empty it's become.

"How bad was it?" Collins nervously asks.

Marco takes a deep breath. "Claws came out, but everyone's still one piece, well physically anyways."

A/N: Told you drama. Sorry none of the couples are happy right now. Next chapter, more Mark/Jolene drama, Mimi and Joanne drown in their sadness together(don't worry only, not sexually) Roger/Maureen bitterness, and more of Collins/Marco.