"I'm starving." Lydia said as they stood in line outside the NBC building in Rockefeller Plaza.

"Well it's not our fault that you weren't hungry at lunch." Crysta retorted.

"Yea well…I wasn't then but I am now. Maybe I have a powerbar in here somewhere." Lydia replied as she rummaged through her backpack.

"Ick." Max said, making a face. "How can you stand those things? They're disgusting."

"No they're not. And they actually come in quite handy when you're on an all-nighter trying to save-solve an eleventh hour problem." Lydia grimaced at the slip and hoped that there weren't any MIB rejects around. But it was New York, with lots of people in suits, so it was kind of hard to see if that was true. She finished looking through her bag and came up empty. "You guys got anything?" Lydia asked looking at her friends.

They quick checked their bags but came up empty. "Sorry, looks like you're stuck until afterwards." Crysta said, shrugging.

"But I'm hypoglycemic; if I don't get something to eat I'll pass out."

"At least you'll be quiet." Max muttered, under her breath.

Alex heard Max and whacked her on the arm.

"Ow! Hey what was that for?" Max asked, rubbing the spot where Alex had hit her.

"For that comment, that wasn't very nice."

Max shot Alex a searing look but knew that she was right. Sighing, she said, "If I give you money will you buy something so you don't pass out?"

Lydia raised an eyebrow, "You're trying to bribe me into forgiveness?"

"Yup." Max replied nodding her head.

"Ok. Just wanted to make sure." Lydia raised an eyebrow when Max handed her the money. "Five bucks? Gee, I don't know if I can spend all of this."

"Hey, it's either that or I give you a fifty."

"Actually-"

"No." Max cut Lydia off.

"Fine." Lydia grumbled. "Maybe there's a 'churro' stand nearby…" Lydia then left the line and wandered down the street.

Five minutes later she came back with a food in one hand and a half-empty soda cup in the other.

"What'd you get?" Max asked as Lydia rejoined them.

"Brownies." Lydia replied as she finished off her drink and tossed it in a nearby trash can. "I got three for five bucks, talk about a deal." Holding out one she asked, "Want one Max?"

"What'd you put in it?" Max asked warily, it would be like Lydia to try and get revenge.

"Nofink, I thear." Lydia said through a mouthful of brownie.

Max was silent for a moment, entertaining the possibility that Lydia was being nice. She also remembered that this was Lydia and Max shouldn't put anything past her. Deciding to err on the side of caution she shook her head, "Thanks but I'll pass this time."

Lydia shrugged and stuffed the uneaten brownies into her pack, "Whatever." Just then the doors opened and the line began to move. She gave a short hop and started grinning like an idiot.

"Why do I get the feeling that I'm walking into fan-girl headquarters?" Alex asked as they stepped inside the building.

"'Cause Brucie's here." Lydia responded, still grinning like the Joker.

"Here we go." Crysta said taking a breath to fortify herself for the next few hours. It was going to be a long afternoon.