I felt like I took a really long time to write this and was going to apologize, and then I realized it's only been 6 days. I think I'm just sleep deprived.

DISCLAIMER: Blah blah blah, I don't own, I don't own, blah blah blah…

Raj knocked on the door to Apartment 4A, and at his side Danielle fidgeted, tugging on the end of her dress. She was happy she'd finally gotten what she wanted, but she was nervous too. This could either go really well or really badly.

"It's open!"

Raj opened the door and stepped inside first. After a moment's hesitation, Danielle followed him inside. "What's up dudes and dudettes?" Raj said as he strolled in, causing everyone to look up at him. There was a dark haired guy in the chair, and a blonde woman sitting on the arm. On the couch, there was a tall and thin man with a dowdily dressed brunette woman next to him, and another blonde on her other side. Then, he sat next to the other blonde.

"Guys, this is Danielle, my girlfriend," Raj said the word "girlfriend" so proudly, happy to finally being able to use it. "Danielle, this is everyone."

"H-hi," She said. Did she just stutter? No one seemed to notice as they all gave a chorus of hi's back, except for the tall and thin man, who got up and went to the fridge.

"Sheldon!" chastised the brunette woman, her voice sharp. "Say hello!"

"Sorry," Sheldon said as he opened the refrigerator, but it was obvious he didn't mean it. "Hello Danielle, the girl who has infiltrated our social group." The brunette woman shot him a look. "And made Raj oh-so-happy!"

Raj looked uncomfortable, and quickly tried to change the subject. He introduced each member of the group that was still sitting in the living room, and each one of them extended their hands in greeting and smiled. When Raj finally got to him, he didn't look in her eyes as they shook hands, averting his gaze away from her face. He's still mad. Danielle thought. She had hoped he'd would've forgiven and forgotten by now.

"And of course you know Sheldon," Raj sighed, gesturing to Sheldon, who's head was currently in the fridge as he looked for something. Danielle forced herself to laugh.

Raj pulled up a chair next to couch, and Danielle plopped down in the spot Sheldon had vacated. "No!" Everyone practically screamed, all rising slightly in their seats.

"What?" Danielle asked. They all reacted like there was an axe-wielding murderer behind her back or something.

"That's Sheldon's spot," Raj hissed under his breath. "Just get up before he comes!"

"His spot?" Danielle repeated, her own problems momentarily forgotten. "What?"

"It's the ideal spot," One of the blondes – Penny – explained. "He can see the TV but still be able to socialize; it's not too hot, not too cold…"

"Point is, just get up," Raj said. "Bernadette made the same mistake the first time Howard brought her and I still think Sheldon is wary when she comes over,"

"I don't hold that incident against Bernadette," Sheldon said as he came over, handing one of two water bottles to Leonard, who opened it and took a sip. "Though I do still think Howard should've informed her more thoroughly of protocol in this apartment first to prevent errors such as that one," At this, Howard rolled his eyes.

Sheldon turned his attention to Danielle now. "How much has Raj told you?"

"Ummm…" Danielle said cautiously, rising out of Sheldon's seat. It seemed like he couldn't get back in it fast enough. "A little,"

"Oh God," Leonard sighed, mostly to himself. "Wrong answer…"

"Let me start with our schedule. Mondays we have Thai food," Sheldon began, either having not heard Leonard or choosing to ignore him. "Tuesdays we go to The Cheesecake Factory – their service isn't particularly good," Here he shot Penny a look, and Danielle remembered Raj mentioning she was a waitress. "But the food is. Wednesday is Halo Night, and it's also the night we go to the comic book store. Thursdays we get pizza from Giacomo's – sausage, mushrooms, and light olives. Then Friday nights, like tonight, we have Chinese and play vintage video games. By the way…" Now he looked to Leonard, who exhaled loudly.

"I'm going to go get the food," He said, standing up. "Danielle, you can have my seat –"

"Nah, I'll go," Everyone looked at Howard as he said this, and Danielle wondered if it mattered to Sheldon who got his food.

This didn't seem to be a problem. "Don't forget the low-sodium soy sauce!" Sheldon called as Howard started off towards the door, grabbing his keys.

"Of course," Howard replied, only slightly annoyed. Clearly he was used to this.

"Or the good hot mustard!"

"Obviously!"

"You'll get brown rice, not white?"

"Yes, Sheldon,"

"And ask for the chicken to be diced, not shredded?"

"Yes,"

"Even though the menu clearly specifies shredded?"

"Yes!" Howard sighed, opening the door. "But if you keep this up Sheldon, I swear I'll spit in your food." Sheldon looked horrified at this statement and opened his mouth to retort, but before he could Howard had already left with a slam of the door.

Danielle plopped down in Howard's now empty seat. This wasn't going like she'd hoped. "So," Bernadette said to her, trying to change the subject. "How are things for you and Raj going?" She smiled, which was slightly reassuring.

Danielle smiled back, pushing thoughts of him to the back of her mind. "Good," She said, and this was the truth. "Things are very good,"

Oh, and I lied – you can still guess who that connection's with. I tried to hint at it but not make it too obvious. (And if you go back into the story I had a few subtle hints in there too!) I'll reveal who "him" is next chapter.