A/N: wanted to try writing from another character's point of view, so here we go! Also I'm a big fan of the build-up and the idea that these two would be in denial and that gray area of friendship/maybe something more for a long time (*sobs* if only they had longer...)

"So, how's Tadashi?" Honey Lemon asks, pushing GoGo's java chip frappuccino across the counter.

"Ask him yourself," fires back GoGo, her eyes not leaving the passage she's highlighting.

Honey Lemon refuses to be deterred. She blows a strand of hair out of her face before deciding to just retie her bun. "Come on, you know what I mean."

Silence.

"Okay, fine," continues Honey, unfazed, "but you did admit you thought he was maybe kind of sort of totally adorable."

"I'm sure those were my exact words," says GoGo, reaching for her drink and taking a hearty sip.

Honey thanks the coffee shop for having low traffic today, because she does not intend to take the heat off of her friend anytime soon. "I can see it happening," she confides. "He could definitely be your type."

This time, GoGo snorts. "I don't have time for a type."

"Nonsense." Honey waves a hand at her. "I've seen you, GoGo. When you put your mind to something, you get it done. The question here is not if, but when."

"'When' will I do Tadashi?" smirks GoGo, eyes sparkling in amusement.

Honey makes a face. "Not what I meant, though now I realize it could have come across that way. Although if you want to, I'll be totally supportive and stuff! Because we are strong, independent college women in search of fulfilling lives, and if that's part of it then I don't see why—"

"Honey," GoGo interjects, bluntly but patiently, "You're rambling."

"Oops, right. Sorry. Anyways, back to the subject—ooh, I know, let's invite him bowling this weekend! You, me, Fred, Wasabi, and Tadashi. It's the perfect opportunity!"

GoGo flips the page.

"I'm taking that as a yes."

"Even if I say no, you're going to find a way to get me there," points out GoGo, clapping her book shut and sliding it into her bag. "Text me the details later. I've got a professor to catch." She slides out of her stool, swinging her messenger bag onto her shoulder and grabbing her drink.

"You're dodging the underlying question here!" Honey Lemon calls after GoGo, cupping her hands around her mouth. "Don't think I'm going to forget. I'll get you to admit it eventually!"

GoGo throws a hand up in acknowledgment but doesn't turn around. Just as she is about to exit, the bells above the door ring, indicating someone else's entrance.

Honey Lemon drops her hands, not believing her luck. Speak of the devil.

Tadashi Hamada enters, bright-eyed, pulling his cap off and running a hand through his hair.

"Hey, GoGo," he greets. The girl replies with a brisk nod, intent on getting to her destination; her messenger bag bounces against her hip as she speed-walks into the sunshine.

Tadashi's eyes follow GoGo as she leaves before he shrugs and shakes his head, smiling to himself before making his way to the counter. Honey Lemon has already started preparing his standard vanilla latte, and she slips the sleeve onto it just as Tadashi asks, "What's her rush?"

"Oh, you know GoGo. Always in a hurry," laughs Honey Lemon, accepting Tadashi's dollar bill. "Say, you wouldn't happen to be busy Saturday night, would you?"

"As of now, no."

"Perfect." Honey Lemon practically vibrates in place with excitement.

She doesn't need her lab goggles to see that Tadashi and GoGo have the potential for excellent chemistry. It'll be an interesting reaction indeed, if she can just tip them in the right direction.

Tadashi and GoGo better watch out. She'll figure them out.

Eventually.