"So Mason is pretty nice isn't he?" Sam asked Charlie as she poured four cups of coffee.
"Yeah, he is."
"So how about the four of us going out some night?"
"WHAT?! Sam are you kidding me? There is no way he'll want to out with me."
"And why not? You're beautiful, funny, and smart!"
Charlie shook her head. "Sam we're talking about a guy who went to college at age fifteen. Fifteen! Now he's a neurosurgeon and I'm just a model."
"Just because you're a model doesn't mean you aren't intelligent. You have street smarts and he has book smarts."
"Sounds like Tony and Angela." Charlie chuckled.
Sam chuckled as well. "I guess it does and look at the two of them now."
"But they were made for eachother. Even though it took them a long time to realize it."
"Way toooooooo long according to Mona." Sam put her arm around Charlie's shoulder. "Now, are you going to be chickens like they were or are you going to go out and have a good time?"
"Did you just call me a chicken?" Charlie playfully glared at her before dissolving into laughter.
"Uh huh."
Charlie rolled her eyes. "Fine I'll go out with him. But, just as a favor to you."
Sam laughed. "Yeah right. Hank and I both saw the way the two of you looked at each other. You both were smitten at first glance."
"I was." Charlie admitted softly. "But I'm not sure he was."
"He was. He definitely was." Now let's take this coffee into the living room."
*Takes place same time as above*
"So Charlie seems pretty nice." Hank said.
"Yeah she does. Pretty too. Well she's more than pretty she's beautiful." Mason blushed after realizing what he said.
"So you like her?"
"Well, I mean she's nice and beautiful but….." he trailed off.
"But what?" Hank prodded gently.
"Well think about it. She's the beauty queen and I'm just a lowly man."
"Yeah, a lowly man who's a neurosurgeon." Hank laughed.
"Okay. Okay." Mason shook his head. "But let's be serious what could she possibly see in me?"
"Look, I know we just met but Sam has told me what a great guy you are. If she can see it then why not Charlie?"
"I don't know" Mason said nervously.
"How about the four of us going out some night?"
"You really think she'll want to?"
"All you have to do is ask."
"I never asked a model out before."
"Forget that she's a model and you're a neurosurgeon. Just ask her out as one person to another."
"Okay." Mason sighed just as the two women came into the living room.
"It's about time. The coffee is probably cold by now." Hank teased Sam.
"Hey, you're just lucky it's ½ tasteable." Sam shot back winking at him. She placed the tray on the coffee table.
"½? That's pretty good. For you honey."
In response Sam threw one of the throw pillows at him. He laughed and pulled her down next to him. They all picked up a cup and drank immediately realizing that the coffee wasn't tasteable at all.
"Okay. So the coffee sucks." Sam sighed.
"You said it not us Barf brain." Charlie laughed. Sam stuck out her tongue at her.
"So, does anyone have something they want to ask someone else?" Hank asked glancing from Mason to Charlie.
"Real subtle sweetheart.' Sam rolled her eyes.
Hank shrugged. He and Sam looked at Mason who had his head down.
"Mason?" Sam said gently.
"Yeah?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He looked up and across the coffee table where Charlie was sitting in the opposite chair.
"Charlie?"
"Yeah?"
"I was just wondering if you would like to go out with me. Or we could go out with Sam and Hank if you prefer that instead."
Charlie was silent for a few moments. Ever since they had met a few hours before she had been drawn to him. But, she was also nervous. It was odd. All the other guys she met and dated she always felt in control but with Mason she felt out of control. The strange thing was- she liked it.
Mason noticed her hesitation and assumed the worst. What had he been thinking?! Of course she wouldn't want to go out with him!
"Charle I…."
"I would love to go out with you." she said at the same time.
"You would?" he asked in surprise.
"Yes." she smiled.
Sam and Hank watched their exchange with a small smile on both their faces.
"So, it's settled then? We can all go out Saturday night?" Sam asked.
"Sounds good." Charlie smiled at Mason.
"Sounds really good." Mason smiled back at her.
*Later that evening after Charlie went to bed and Mason left.*
"I can't believe we did it!" Hank sighed lying on the couch with Sam leaning against his chest.
"I know. But, hey we're good matchmakers!"
"Honey, there's no guarantee things will work out the way you think they will."
"I know. But, they're two of my oldest friends and well you never know."
"True."
Sam turned her face upwards for a kiss just as the phone rang. Hank sighed and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey Hank!" Tony said from the other end.
"Hi Tony!"
"How does he know? How does he always know?!" Sam laughed in frustration.
"We're fine Tony. The house is fine too."
Sam motioned for him to give her the phone.
"Hey Dad!"
"Hi sweetheart!"
"Hi Kids!" Angela called from the background.
"Hi Angela!" Sam yelled back.
"So Dad you'll never believe who stopped over tonight and what happened…."