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Why was she doing this to herself ? She was going to be late to work because she couldn't pick an outfit. She never gave a second thought to what she wore, that much was obvious. Today was different, after that awkward conversation with Daniel, she wanted to impress him. She ransacked her closet, she didn't have anything that was remotely fashionable. She looked around her room, at the piles of clothing she'd thrown on the floor. Giving up, she picked a green knee length dress and paired it with a yellow cardigan. The moment she finished combing her hair, she ran out the door, she was going to be late.

Betty ran to her desk with Daniel's coffee, she threw her stuff on her desk and ran into his office. "I'm sorry I'm late, here is your coffee," she said setting it down in front of him. Daniel smiled at her, "don't worry about it, we're all late sometimes."

"Well I hate being late, I promise it won't happen again." Betty smiled at him and started walking out.

"Oh, Betty," Daniel said before she reached his door.

"Yeah," she asked turning around to face him.

"Yellow is a good color on you," he said winking at her, grabbing a magazine he turn around in his chair, giving her his back. Betty stood there for a moment in shock, did he just wink at her. She walked back to her desk smiling, he was flirting with her.

Betty was still smiling an hour later, she was placing the finishing touches on the expense report. She wanted to walk it down to Henry before lunch.

"What's got you smiling, is it half price day at Taco bell?" Amanda asked leaning against the side of her desk.

"I'm just in a good mood, did you need something?" Betty asked looking up at her, he good mood suddenly faded. Amanda was pretty, blonde, skinny and stylish, everything Daniel liked. She knew Amanda and Daniel had a casual thing going, she could never compete. Better to stick to the things you can get, no point in fantasizing.

"You know, I could help you Betty," Amanda said cryptically.

"With what," Betty asked.

"Well, with making that man you're thinking about notice you. Oh don't look at me like that, Marc and I noticed right away."

"What? I … I have no idea what you're talking about," she stammered. How could Amanda know, these feelings were new to her.

"Come on Betty, I've seen you sizing up Harry Potter from accounting." She said pulling out a file from between her cleavage and filing her nails.

"Henry... you're talking about Henry?" She asked, feeling a bit relieved.

"Yeah, who else?" Amanda asked exasperated.

"Henry and I are just friends, that's all." Amanda put her file back and looked down at Betty, looking unconvinced. "Come on my chubby little chalupa, let me help you get the man of your dreams. I won't even ask for anything major in return, just a tiny small favor." It all made sense now, Amanda needed something, that was the only reason.

"What do you need, Amanda?" Betty asked removing her glasses and rubbing her eyes.

"I just want some info, on Daniel. Nothing major, it's just he hasn't called me lately. Is he seeing someone else?"

"I really don't know Amanda, he doesn't discuss those things with me."

"Yeah, but you keep his appointments so you know something. Any dates lately?"

Betty looked at her, for someone so perfect she was so insecure. She knew what the insecure part felt like, she always knew how unrequited love felt. She decided to take pity on Amanda, "he had a date Friday, but he canceled it."

"Why did he cancel?" Amanda asked getting really close to Betty's face, smiling. Betty pulled back a bit, "he said he was tired."

Amanda straightened and smiled, "thanks, that's good to hear. Let me know when you're ready for Makeover 101." Amanda sauntered off with those parting words.

Betty got her expense report together and made her way down to accounting, she hoped Henry would be there.

Daniel watched Betty as she left her desk, with papers in her hand. He wondered where she was going, he found himself wondering many things today. Maybe sleeping with her won't be as hard as he thought, it wouldn't be easy but he could do it. He was surprised when he saw Amanda at her desk today, they weren't friends. Amanda and Marc spent their time making fun of Betty. He knew Amanda, she was up to something, he needed to find out. He couldn't have anyone getting in the way of his plans. He decided to just find out, he grabbed his phone and called Amanda into his office. A few minutes later, Amanda walked in. She paused at his door, leaning across it with one hand on her hips.

"You called," she said, as she walked in his office and started to close his curtains.

"Leave them open, I didn't call for that." he said, abruptly. Amanda tried to hide her disappointment as she sat in the chair across from him.

"OK, so what do you want then?" she asked.

"What were you talking to Betty about? I... um... have her working on a big project and I can't have her being distracted. I know you don't like her, so if you and Marc are planning something; don't." He said seriously.

"Marc and I aren't planning anything, and Betty is my friend. Marc just doesn't know it, he never will either." She told him.

"Then what were talking about? God knows you two don't have anything in common."

"You'd be surprised, but anyhow, I was offering her help."

Daniel tried to be patient, "with what?" he asked annoyed, it was so hard to get a straight answer from her.

"With dorkus in accounting, she's sweet on him. I offered to help her get his attention, oh and a small makeover. I hope she agrees, it would be so much fun." she said sounding like a giddy little girl.

"Don't! I told you, she's working on something very important. When she is done, then you can play fairy godmother."

"Fine, ruin my fun," she said walking out of his office.

Daniel knew Amanda, she wasn't about to change her mind. He had to make a move and he had to do it fast.

"Henry, hi," Betty squealed as she walked into his cubicle. Henry shot out of his chair, then sat back down. Adjusting his glasses, "Hey Betty, what brings you down here?"

"Well, I just wanted to turn in Daniel's expense report, myself." she said fidgeting with the file. She handed it to Henry, he took it and stood up.

"Do you have any plans for lunch," he asked her nervously.

"No, I'm free... no plans... none what so ever," she stammered.

"Would you like to have lunch with me?"

"I'd love to," She said. Henry smiled at her, "great I'll meet you at your desk in thirty." he said.

"OK, see you in thirty, bye." Betty walked back to her desk, she was smiling again. Henry was smart, sweet, cute, and considerate. He was perfect for her, he was realistic. No more day dreaming about Daniel, he was her boss and a playboy, he could have any woman he wanted. He would never want her.

"What has you so happy," Daniel asked walking to her desk.

"Just having a good day, that's all," she said.

"Glad to hear it," he said smiling, "your smile is infectious." He said smiling back at her, "hey wanna grab some lunch, we can go over my editor's letter," he said.

"I can't, I already have plans with Henry. However, I finished the expense report early, so when I get back we can go over it if you like."

"Yeah, that's fine," he sounded disappointed. "So this Henry guy, you like him?" He raised an eyebrow over his question.

"Henry and I are friends," she said.

"OK, well have a nice lunch," he said walking away, he realized later she never answered his question.