Darla was trying to play the piano, but the stupid brace on her arm kept getting in the way. She banged the keys in frustration. "Damn it."

"It'll be easier without the brace," Willow came in from the shadows.

"What?"

"When I was twelve I fell out of a tree. Couldn't use my hand for a month, but as soon as they took the brace off. I was climbing trees again."

"I'm not climbing a tree."

"No, but you're so talented that it will all come back."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because you're Darla, there is nothing and no one that can stop you once you put your mind to it. Remember when Harmony told you you couldn't jump rope in Kindergarten. You grabbed that rope out of her hand and did twenty jumps in a row without missing."

"How do you know so much about me?"

Willow shrugged, "No one notices the nerd in the back of the crowd."

"I've got it," Spike came in waving a piece of paper.

"What do you want?" Darla looked up annoyed at being interrupted.

"I want to offer you a contract for a piano album with Sunnydale Records as soon as you get that brace off your arm."

"You see," Willow hugged Darla.

It was the night of Swan Lake and Buffy had invited Willow to sit with her and the rest of V4 to watch Dru's performance. She was nervous to be sitting with such cool people and then she saw him. Oz was standing at the concession stand with a short haired blonde.

"Verruca come on," Oz grumbled.

"Just a minute, I just want to get a drink," Verruca smiled at him.

"Oz," Willow asked in surprise rushing over to him. "I'm so sorry about what happened. I tried to text you to explain."

"Do you know her?" Verruca asked coming over with the soda.

Oz looked Willow straight in the eyes, "No, but she looks familiar like I've seen her someplace before."

Darla had been watching for Willow to arrive. When Willow came down the aisle in tears, Darla knew something must be done. "What happened?"

"Oz," Willow cried.

"You mean that bloody idiot who wanted me to leave you two at the zoo and find some 'real' girls?" Spike scoffed. "I thought you already got rid of him."

Buffy and Willow stared at him.

"You could have told me about him," Buffy grumbled before snuggling back into his shoulder.

"Where is he?" Darla asked

"Over there," Willow pointed to him walking in with Verruca.

Darla walked over to the couple.

"OMG," Verruca gasped. "You're Darla of V4"

"That's right," Darla smiled. "We were hoping you could come sit with us as my personal date."

"I'd love too," Verruca gasped, dropping Oz's hand like it was a hot iron.

"Never mind," Darla walked back to Willow. "I already found my date."

Willow couldn't have been more stunned and then Darla kissed her.