Two months later, Perry sighed as he sat in his office. He needed to do something, but the last time he felt like that, a base ended up exploding. But the only other thing his brain wanted to do was sit around and think about Juliet, and Perry knew THAT was a bad idea.

He had very mixed feeling about her. On one hand, she seemed to personally hate him, but, on the other… She was actually quite beautiful. She was passionate and caring, and highly skilled, clearly. But they were enemies, always would be. She blamed him- rightly or wrongly- for their base's destruction, and that wasn't something anyone would get over.

Perry inhaled and shook his head to clear it. This wasn't something he should be thinking about.

"Hello, brooder," said a voice behind whirled in his chair over to his office door.

"Oh." He relaxed. "Hi, Pinky."

"Why DO you brood so much nowadays?" Pinky asked curiously. "You've been sulking in here for a while now."

"I'm just…thinking."

"About Juliet," teased Pinky.

Perry blushed. "N-No!"

"Then what are you thinking about?" Pinky asked innocently.

"W-Well…"

Pinky grinned. "Tell me what you're thinking about or I'll tell everyone you love an Archangel agent."

"Fine, I've been thinking about Juliet!" Perry snapped exasperatedly.

Pinky smiled. "That's good, Perry."

Perry sighed. "What's so good about it?"

"You're in love."

Perry blushed. "J-Just because I've been thinking about her doesn't mean I-."

"You're blushing," observed Pinky. "It's okay, Perry. You don't need to hide stuff from me."

Perry sighed again. "I don't know how to feel, Pinky."

Pinky nodded. "I get that. Maybe a walk will clear your head?"

"Maybe…"

Pinky sighed. "I hate having to spell everything out for you. DO YOU WANT TO GO FOR A WALK?"

Perry chuckled. "Okay."

"Then let's go."

The two friends walked outside to the field. Perry breathed in the fresh air. It had been a while since he came outside last.

Pinky glanced over at his friend. "Is it helping?"

"I think so."

"I'm glad." Pinky smiled.

Perry sighed. "I wonder what happened to them after we left."

Pinky hesitated. "I bet they recovered," he said finally. "It's been two months…"

"No organization can rebuild a base in two months," Perry said. "Not even Archangel."

"I mean…emotionally."

"Oh…" Perry looked up into the blue sky. "Juliet looked like a strong person. I'm sure she's okay now."

Pinky chuckled. "Don't forget the others."

"What others?" Perry asked absently.

Pinky burst out laughing at that. "You don't remember Christina and Peter?"

Perry turned red. "I-I-I was-."

"Only thinking about Juliet," finished Pinky, still laughing.

"S-Shut up," mumbled Perry.

"Is that really such a bad thing?" Pinky asked.

Perry sighed. "She's Archangel, I'm OWCA. End of story."

"It's not like one of us is evil and the other is good," Pinky pointed out.

"Yeah, well, she hates me."

"True, I guess that would be a deal breaker," chuckled Pinky.

"Not helping," Perry muttered under his breath.

"Well what do you want me to say, Perry?" Pinky said exasperatedly. "'Let's go get a drink?' You know what, let's go get a drink. Come on."

"Okay," Perry grinned weakly.

Pinky grabbed Perry's paw and began dragging him back towards OWCA.

"There's a bar at OWCA?" Perry sounded surprised.

"No, we're going beyond OWCA," Pinky said. "There's a bar in town that's really nice."

"Oh. Okay."

"You sound so enthusiastic."

Perry chuckled. "Sorry. I guess I'm just…a bit…preoccupied."

"No kidding." Pinky chuckled as well.

Perry cleared his throat and shook his head. "Let's get going."

"We ARE going."

"KEEP going," Perry replied sharply, mostly irritated at his own absentmindedness.

Pinky smirked. "Man, your brain HAS been addled by Juliet."

"Seriously, please just shut up."

"At least THAT hasn't changed," Pinky laughed.

Perry sighed but grinned.

"Seriously, though. The day you don't tell me to shut up is the day I will finally send you to Artemis for serious psychological eval."

The platypus laughed. "I don't know if I should feel bad for that or not."

"Great advice for you: don't ever stop telling me to shut up."

"Alright," Perry chuckled.

By then, they had reached the bar. Perry stared at it. "Wait… Isn't this the place where Archangel normally meets up…?"

"Well…" Pinky hesitated. "Yes, but it's not officially theirs. Besides, it's a great place."

"Alright…." he said again, this time rather hesitantly.

Pinky patted his friend's shoulder. "It's fine, okay?"

"Yeah." Perry exhaled and nodded. "I'll probably get used to it when I'm in there."

Pinky smiled. "Alright, then in we go."