Okay, I know you all must hate me, but I lost my notebook, and I was suffering some major writer's block-with all my stories. So I listened to RENT again and again instead of Victor Victoria, Mack and Mabel, and others... So here we go, this is writing without my notebook, just whatever comes to mind.

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Mark left the loft to go out filming. Maureen and Emily had really gotten on his nerves with badgering him to get another girlfriend. He knew that they meant well, it was just, he wasn't ready for one just yet, he thought. He went to a small park, equipment vandalized and covered with graffiti. He slowly let his camera roam over the view of all this.

"Saddening, isn't it?" A young woman asked.

"Kinda," Mark replied, still focusing on the camera's picture.

"I'm Kaira. You are?"

Mark understood that Kaira wouldn't leave him alone until he paused his filming, and spoke with her. With a sigh, he turned off his camera, and introduced himself. "I'm Mark."

"Nice to meet you. So you're a film-maker, huh?"

"Yeah."

"What are you filming for?"

"A miserable paycheck from a sleazy gossip news show."

"Sounds fun."

"It used to be, until I got a job doing it. What do you do?"

"Part-time nanny, part-time tutor, and part-time waitress-chef combo."

"Isn't New York City fun?" Mark inquired with sarcasm to challenge Maureen's best.

"Always."

"So I'm here filming, what are you here for?"

"Inspiration on my day off. Though I think I've found it."

"What do you mean?"

"You; you could be my inspiration."

Mark laughed, unable to control himself. "Inspiration for what?"

"Don't laugh, I create new meals and I get inspired from the types of food that the people around me like."

"Sounds interesting, though I guess it's the same with my filming. I follow my friends around and film anything that I feel is useful and within the boundaries."

"Ah, so no porn then?"

"Nope, definitely not. No porn filming. That isn't my style."

"Ah, I see. Hey, I don't mean to sound too forward, but could I possibly meet with you for dinner?"

"Um, sure. Where do you want to meet?"

"Do you know where Avenue Q is?"

"Of course, I live on Avenue B."

"Okay, I'll meet by the only apartment building on the block." Kaira turned to leave when Mark stopped her.

"Wait, what time?"

"Is eight o'clock too late?"

"Please, that's early for me."

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And the ideas are flowing again! YAY!!! I know it was short, but it was an update, and I'll try to update within the next week! In the meantime if you could review and tell me if you caught my very obvious reference to another musical, it would be much appreciated.