"Damnit!" I yelled as I tried to find my nude bra.

It was 6:15 on Friday night and I didn't think I would ever be ready for 7. I already had my makeup on, which only consisted of liner, mascara, and a pink hued lipstick. I finally found the bra and put it on. Crap. It made my breasts look bigger then they already were. I sighed and dealt with it. What is he going to do? Be disgusted become my breasts are big? Yeah right. I put on the blouse that Kelly decided looked best. It was just a simple black blouse that bunched up around the waist and a low cut collar. I put on the skirt and looked in the mirror. God, I looked awful. I sighed and went to do my hair when the door rang. I looked at the clock, 6:45. He was early. My dog barked and ran to the door. I walked calmly to the door and told Hayes to be quiet and sit. He did.

"Hey," Toby said. "Sorry I'm a bit early," He was wearing a suit that he would wear to work. I mean, it wasn't the same as the one he wore today for work. That wasn't what I meant.

"No, it's fine. Come in I just have to do my hair," I smiled opening the door all the way so that he could get through. "You can sit down. Do you want a drink?"

"No thank you. I'm fine," He blushed as he watched me run into the bathroom.

"If Hayes is bothering you, I can put him outside!" I yelled from the bathroom.

"No, he's fine!" Toby yelled back.

I had no clue what to do with my hair so I blew it dry and put it up in a neat bun. I fixed my makeup and went into my bedroom. Where are the heels that I picked out for tonight? Where were they? Freaking out I went through my closet taking every pair of shoes that I owned out. Crap. Not here. I looked under the bed. Nope. I looked around the rest of the bedroom and started towards the living room where Toby was sitting.

"I'll be right there. I just have to find my heels," I huffed going through the shoes that were at the door.

"Are these them?" He asked pointing to the heels that were right next to him feet.

"Uhm," They were. I felt embarrassed and I started to blush. "Yeah, they are."

He chuckled and got up from the couch. I slipped my feet into the heels and grabbed my purse.

"Ready to go?" He asked looking at the time. It was exactly 7.

"Ready," I cheered. "Hayes, be a good boy until I get back," He whimpered but went to his dog bed.

I locked the front door behind me and followed Tobt to his car. He unlocked his car and opened the side door for me. I blushed, smile, and got into the passenger's seat. He closed the door, went around the car and got into the car.

"Have you figured our where we are going tonight?" Toby asked turning on the car.

"The only thing I know is that it's Italian and in town," I replied fixing a piece of hair that had come out from my bun.

Toby laughed as he drove down the road towards the down town area. I tried fixing my shirt so that I didn't have that much cleavage. I didn't want to look like a hussy.

"You look great," Toby muttered.

I blushed. "Thanks. Kelly helped me pick out the outfit."

"I know."

I looked at him and bit my lip. Were we too loud?

"You guys were a little loud and I looked over the wall," He admitted.

I rubbed my arm. "So, where are we going?"

"Carl Von Luger,"

"Toby!" I exclaimed.

"What?" He asked looking quickly at me and then back to the road. "I know it's a little expensive but I haven't been on a date in a while and I kind of wanted this to be special."

We turned into the parking lot and had to park at the very back. Toby turned off the car, got out of the car and quickly got around to my door. He opened it, gave me his hand and helped me out. He closed the door, locked the car and we walked towards the doors. We walked in silence for a moment, just listening to my heels strike the pavement.

"So, did you get any of your work done today?" Toby asked. "I noticed that you weren't at your desk for most of the day."

"Unfortunately no," I sighed. "Michael had me watch Martin all day and report back every 30 minutes. At the end of the day, Martin quit. Michael is going to get me fired."

"You don't have to worry about that," He told me. "As long as you get your work done by the end of the month you'll be fine."

He opened the door and we walked in. The place was crowded and smelled so good. I looked at everyone waiting for a table. I hope he got a reservation. That was the only way we were getting a table at this point. We walked up to the host table.

"Toby for two," Toby told the host.

"For 7:15?" He asked.

Toby nodded.

The host took two menus and told us to follow him. He led us to a small both at the far left corner of the restaurant. I sat on one side and Toby sat on the other. The host left the two menus and the drink menu in the center of the table and told us that our waiter would be with us in a few minutes and left. Toby handed me a menu while he looked at the drink menu.

"Do you like red or white?" He asked looking at the wines.

"Red," I answered looking around before opening up the menu. In the other corner of the restaurant I saw someone who I noticed. Who was that? Oh my god. I gasped and then look down at the menu.

"What?" Toby asked looking towards the spot I was looking at.

"In the corner," I mumbled flipping through the menu.

"I don't see anything," He muttered.

"Michael is here," I murmured.

"Great," Toby mumbled going through his menu. "Maybe he won't notice us. If he does, I doubt he'll come over here since it's me."

"Who is he with?" I asked trying to find something cheap.

"It's his girlfriend Carol," Toby sighed.

"Hi, sorry about the wait," The waiter came by and put down two glasses of water. "My name is Nick. Can I get you anything to drink?"

"We'll have a bottle of Tierra De Antes Malbec," Toby replied.

"Okay, I'll be right back with that," Nick smiled and walked away.

"Okay, no more talking about Michael," I said smiling up at Toby.

"That sounds good," He laughed.

"So," I asked sipping my water. "Uhm, do you like to read?" Not wanting to stay in awkward silence.

"Oh yeah. I like short stories and mysteries," Toby responded. "What about you?"

"Uhm," I didn't want to tell him that I like science fiction. It always seemed childish that I like the genre. I not only believe it but I've been told multiple times.

"You don't read?" Toby asked.

"I do but I'm kind of embarrassed."

"Oh what can be so embarrassing about reading?"

"Here you go," I was saved by the waiter who had two glasses and our wine. "Are you ready to order?" He asked pouring our the wine.

"I am. How about you?" Toby looked at me.

I nodded. "Yes, we are."

"Ladies first," Toby smiled.

"Okay well, I will have the west coast sole, blackened," I replied.

"And I will have the salmon," Toby replied offering to take my menu. I gave it to him and he gave them to the waiter.

"Okay I will put those orders in," And with that Nick went to put in our order.

"You thought that I would forget huh?" Toby snickered.

"I hoped," I giggled. "Alright alright, I like science fiction novels."

"Why's that so embarrassing?" He asked taking a sip of the wine meanwhile I was already on my second glass. I had a hard day, I deserve it.

"Well, I was always told that they were childish," I chuckled taking a sip of my wine.

"Well, I like science fiction too," Toby addressed.

While taking a sip of my wine, I casually looked over to where Michael was sitting. He was now glaring at us. I choked on my wine and coughed into my napkin.

"Are you okay?" Toby asked sounding very concerned.

I nodded. "Michael is glaring at us."

Toby looked over at the area Michael was in and quickly looked back. "Maybe if we just ignore him he'll stop." Both of us looking back over at the area, Michael was staring at us with a disgruntled look on his face. Well, I guess he was mainly staring at Toby because he did the 'watching you' move at specifically Toby.

"Let's just keep ignoring him," I said finishing my wine. "How's your daughter?"

"Oh, she's just great," Toby smiled also finishing his wine. He took the bottle and opened it. "Do you want the rest of this?"

"Oh, I shouldn't," I said shaking my head gently.

"We'll split it," He replied. "I shouldn't drink the rest since I'm driving," He poured half in my glass and the rest in his. "Cheers," He lifted his glass.

I smiled and lifted mine. "Cheers." And we drank the rest of the wine.

"Here is the sole," Nick came with our food. He put them down on the table. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

"Thank you," I said as he left. I glanced over at Michael to see that he was gone. I sighed in relief and started eating my fish.

"When you were younger," Toby started. "Were you so obsessed with princess dolls?"

I laughed. "Yeah, it's not that weird. Why? Is your daughter that obsessed?"

He nodded taking a bite. After he finished that bite, he started up again. "She has all the princess dolls ever made and all of the accessories."

"She's a kid. That's what kids do. They obsess over the things they love. She'll get over it as she matures. If she doesn't then maybe there's a future career somewhere in that for her," I smiled taking a sip of my water.

We sat in silence for a while just eating our food. I kept thinking about all the work I had to do on Monday. I have to get all of the clients and numbers from everyone and finally start putting the data in the system. You know, you would think that it wasn't that much work but I have to alphabetize the clients and that's so stressful. I mean I like organizing but not that much.

"I have a question. If you don't mind," Toby broke my train of thought.

"Go ahead," I responded taking the last bite of my fish.

"I know that Dwight asked you but why did you leave psychology to be a file clerk?"

"Well," I sighed. "That job market was so competitive, once I got a job, they would bring someone else in and we were practically competing for that one job. I didn't like it, at all. So, I quit. I mean, I still am licensed so if anyone needs counseling I can do that. I technically have my own practice but the only people that I have for clients are people who followed me from place to place. I don't advertise my counseling."

"I think you should," Toby murmured taking his last bite. "A lot of people could use it."

"I know I should," I replied. "But for now, I like being a file clerk. What about you? Why are you in HR, especially since Michael doesn't like you."

"Uhm," He laughed nervously. "Well, I was in a seminary for a year but I dropped out because I wanted... relations with a girl. I followed her to Scranton, and got the first job in HR I could find. That's how I ended up at Dunder-Mifflin."

I nodded intrigued. "A seminary you say?"

He did his nervous laugh and nodded.

"I find that quite interesting actually," I smiled.

We talked about what it was like to be in a seminary for a while, the things he learned and the things he was able to teach while he was there. As a person who has studied psychology for 10+ years, I don't see eye to eye with the religious world. That's just in my training. Although, I love learning about the religious view of everything in this world even if I don't agree with it. I think it's great to learn and see through the eyes of someone else and what they were taught. We also talked about his psychology and social work schooling. That's when the check came. We both grabbed for it and just stared at each other politely.

"Listen, there is no point fighting over this," Toby began. "So, here's the compromise. I pay for this and you can pay for the next date."

I blushed knowing that Toby liked me enough to actually go on a second date.

I cleared my throat. "Lunch on Sunday?"

He thought about it for a minute. "Sure. I'd like that."

I let him grab the check, he threw in a couple of bills, left it at the edge of the table, and stood up. I grabbed my purse, stretched, and got up as well. He took my hand and led me out of the restaurant and to his car. Being a gentleman, he opened the door and closed it as soon as I got in. Oh geez. What will happen on Monday? Will Michael say anything to us? I hope he doesn't make fun of Toby, or me for that matter. He probably will.

"What's wrong?" Toby asked.

I shook my head. "I'm just thinking about Monday."

"I suggest that we just stay in the annex. He rarely comes in," He answered.

"Easy for you. I have to collect data from everyone on Monday. I can't not talk to him," I stated. "Maybe he just won't mention it. Yeah, hope for that."

Chuckling at the fact that I am clearly over thinking things, Toby nodded. We were silent the rest of the way to my home, but it wasn't an awkward silence like it normally was. It was a comfortable silence. It's nice to not have to babble about crap for once. I like peace and quiet. You get to know a person better in silence then actually talking. I believe anyway.

We pulled into my driveway where, again, Toby helped me out of the car again and closed the door.

"I had a really great time Toby," I said quietly becoming flushed.

He looked to the ground and smiled. "I did too."

Getting up to my door, I started playing with my keys. Hopefully enticing him to kiss me. I noticed I did this after watching a movie with Will Smith. I denied it until I went on several dates and noticed that it was true. Most of the time, it worked too.

And it looked like it worked here too.

:)