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Daniel looked at himself in the mirror as he fixed his tie, a permanent smile on his face as he remembered last night. Both him and Betty continued to talk into the night. They had vacated the restaurant as they had a little spat about who would pay the bill. Betty wanted to pay because she felt like she owed him, for everything that he had done for her. Daniel wanted to pay because he was the guy, and, in his mind, this was a date. He knew that Betty felt the same way, because they agreed to try and have a relationship. This was fast, he didn't expect it to be going so well. He thought that he would have to work her into the relationship, by dinging her. Of course she told him that they had spent four years together at Mode and also admitted that he had feelings.

His fingers shook as he got happier, it flowing through him as he finishes getting ready. He smoothed his hand over his tie and gave his jacket a little tug, straightening it out a bit. He wanted to look good for this job interview that he had. He was meeting with a jewelery company, he was going to work as their advertiser. It was something he really hadn't done before, plus this was his fresh start. He wanted to do something that made him happy and something he can put his own name on. Maybe he could work his way up and one day be at the top.

His cellphone pinged with a new instant message on KIK messaging. Right on time, he thought as he looked to the message.

Betty Suarez: Good luck today, Daniel. I have faith in you :)

He smiled as his fingers began to glide over the touch keyboard on the phone. The phone that took him forever to figure out. New technology would be the death of him, they were always coming out with something new. He wished that things would just stay the same, he really didn't like getting used to a new phone or gadget, only to have it be out of date.

Daniel Meade: Thank you, Ms. Suarez. We still on for lunch?

He looked into the mirror one last time s his thumb hit the send button. Finally he picked up his resume, though it didn't have much work experience. He didn't do much since he had went to Harvard. Daniel would admit that he acted like a spoiled child; he regretted that now. No matter how much he wanted to forget it, it was his past and it was always going to be there.

The train of thought had him spiraling downward, thinking about how Betty should be with someone else. He also thought that she deserved better than him. He pushed those thoughts away and walked out the door, his phone giving off another ping.

Betty Suarez: Of course, Daniel. I have to go, we're getting busy and I need to pitch some ideas to Mr. Dunne.

Daniel Meade: Okay, Betty. I'll meet you on the stairs where we ran into each other.

He pocketed his phone and got into the cab, that he had called for. He was nervous, anyone could see that. He had every right to be; this being his first job interview on his own without help. He hoped that it went well and that he found a job, but he also knows that not everyone got the first job they had ever tried for.

The car pulled up and he paid the driver, knowing that once he was out of the interview he could just go to the store or a restaurant to get some food to bring to their spot. He had dubbed it that because he felt as if it was where he got his start of something new. He would just have to let Betty know. He smiled at the thought of the Latina with a fiery temper, when she needed to be. Daniel knew he was a lucky man and he knew that thoughts of her would help him through this interview.

Daniel stepped out of the office and wiped his forehead, the guy had been tough and Daniel honestly had no idea of how he did. He felt like an idiot with some of the answers he gave, and he could tell the interviewer was amused. He had loosened his tie as he walked out of the building and he was trying not to be disappointed. He would just have to go to the other interview he had lined up with another place. He kept telling himself that he will get a job. He didn't want to have to go crawling back with having to use his name to get him anywhere.

His mind currently switched to what he wanted to get for him and Betty to enjoy. He still had a few minutes to spare before he had to get to the stairs and he was rushing. He found a restaurant that Betty had told him that she had wanted to try and ordered one of everything off the menu; he figured that it couldn't hurt. The rest they could take home or give to someone who really needs it. That thought made him stop for a second, he was actually thinking about others. This was Betty's doing, he knew that. He smiled as he whistled, his legs carrying him to where they first met, sitting down in the throng of people, glancing at his watch.

He was beginning to think she wasn't going to make it. His mood began to go down, but he spotted her maroon jacket as she hurried to their spot. The smile on his face reappeared instantly as he stood up.

"Betty! I didn't think you were going to make it!"

"I'm sorry, the meeting with Mr. Dunne ran late and he offered to pay for my lunch. I told him I didn't need it because I was meeting my boyfriend," she blushed as a wide smile covered her face. Her teeth bright in the London sun.

"It's okay," he smiled and pretended to pull out a chair for her, "Here you go m'lady"

She laughed and took a seat, "Why thank you, sir."

He chuckled at the amusement on her face as he took his own seat and set the bags between them.

"Geeze, Daniel! How much did you order?" She asked him, staring wide eyed at the bags.

"Well you know that restaurant that you liked? Well I ordered one of everything. We could each try them," he gave her his dazzling smile, the Meade charm shining through.

"What about the leftovers?" She asked as he took out one of the white cartons and two forks, handing one of them to her.

"We could always divide them and bring them home or feed some people that don't have nice meals?"

Betty looked to him with a grin, "Daniel Meade! This is new for you!"

He grinned sheepishly as he mumbled an I know. Betty opened the container and looked at the food.

"Ooo it's pasta! I love pasta!"

Daniel chuckled as he began to eat with her, once again both of them jumping into a comfortable talking rhythm. He couldn't help but wonder, was this how it's always going to be?