A/N: Short chapter, but I think it has some cute aspects to it. Enjoy and let me know what you think! PS, I reposted this only because lmao at one point I wrote Cory instead of Finn...which I think is hilarious, but it bugged me so I had to change it. (Thank you for telling me Sourilove :))

The next day, Finn didn't have to work so he had promised Rachel he would help her in finding a talent agent.

"I think it would be appropriate if you finally came over here, don't you think?" Finn said to her over the phone that morning.

"I think so." Rachel smiled in agreement.

"I can't promise you Jeremy and Puck won't annoy the shit out of you though. Sam is off at work." Finn said. Sam Evans was another friend Puck and he went to high school with, and though Rachel had heard of him, she never met him.

"It's okay." Rachel said, chuckling. She had agreed to be there in a few hours.

000

"So your orientation at Starbucks is tomorrow?" Finn asked her as he sat beside her as she scrolled through the list of agencies on the SAG website.

Rachel nodded. "It is, why?"

"I'm just wondering if this means I'll be able to get free coffee from there." Finn said contently.

"What makes you think you're getting free coffee?" Rachel said with a giggle, glancing over at him.

Finn shrugged. "I'm the esteemed boyfriend. And I love coffee. And why wouldn't they give free coffee to the boyfriend of the best coffee maker at that place."

Rachel nodded. "Esteemed, huh? Are you some sort of English king or something? And I haven't even begun working there, how can I be the best?"

Finn raised his eyebrows. "You never know, and well it's obvious you'll be the best." He said jokingly as he began to write down names of agencies as she started to rattle some off to him.

"You didn't have an agent in New York? I thought someone on Broadway would." He noted, as he scribbled names down.

Rachel shrugged. "They came to us at NYADA, and I was only in one professional show. The rest were productions from NYADA or small theaters."

When they were finished, Finn looked up and down the list. "William Morris is probably one of the best ones." Finn said. "I know quite a bit of people associated with the place."

"You do?" Rachel asked, as her eyebrows rose.

"Well, not a whole lot, but whenever you look up celebrities on google, a lot of them are represented by them." He said with a lopsided grin.

Rachel shook her head. "Do you know anybody personally?"

"I might." He said with a smile.

"Who?" She asked, seeing the grin plastered all over his face.

Finn pointed to himself and Rachel's eyes widened. "Seriously?" She exclaimed.

Finn nodded with a shrug. "Our booking agent works there."

"Why haven't you ever told me that?" she asked, looking down at the papers scattered about.

Finn shrugged. "You never asked. I didn't think it was important."

"It is now!" she said with a sigh.

"Well alright. And if they don't like you, I'll force them too. I just have that kind of power." Finn joked before grabbing a stack of resumes, reading it over. From what he saw, she did have quite the experience from her time in New York.

Rachel's eyes widened as she looked down. "Shoot me in the face, please. I just want to sleep or something."

Finn pointed at her, his elbow still on the table. "No can do, but it's really not that much. I mean we have everything here don't we?"

Rachel nodded. "Yep. Minus the picture, but I stopped at CVS on the way here they should be done some time."

Finn nodded. "Well then there ya go. This should be done in no time."

Rachel rested her head on her hand, her elbow on the table. "Thanks for being so supportive. If it weren't for you, I'd probably in bed all depressed."

Finn smiled. "That's not dramatic at all, but you're welcome."

Rachel shrugged. "Just saying."

He shook his head at her as they started to pack up envelopes to send out.

They picked up the photos a bit later when she got the call that they were finished, and with the final touches, they shoved them all into the mailbox at the post office nearest his house.

"Thank God." Rachel said after he threw them all in. "I am so glad that's over."

Finn looked over at her as they drove away, heading back to his house. "It really wasn't that bad you drama queen." He said.

Rachel looked over at him, a serious look on her face, trying not to laugh.

"Stop looking at me like that." Finn said with a smile, not taking his eyes off the road as he said it.

This made Rachel laugh. "You didn't even see it."

"I felt the glare though." He said.

Rachel smiled, looking out the window ahead of her. "Is Sam going to be there when we get back?"

Finn shrugged. "You're very invested in meeting him."

Rachel nodded. "Well yeah, I want to know who you live with. He's not like a serial killer or anything is he?"

Finn laughed. "I can't tell you that. He's still cool though, so I overlook the fact that in his spare time he may or may not murder people."

"So he is?"

"Yep. But don't tell anyone, he likes to keep that part of him a secret from most of the world." Finn said sarcastically.

"I wonder why." Rachel said.

"Beats me." Finn said jokingly.

Just then his phone began to go off. Finn asked Rachel to grab it, not taking his eyes off the road.

Rachel grabbed it out of the cup holder. "It's Jared." She said.

"Answer it." He said with a grin.

"Hello?" Rachel said, hearing a pause on the other end.

"Uh…Rachel?" Jared asked cautiously.

"Yes sir." She said, looking over at Finn.

"Are you his secretary now too?" Jared joked.

"Indeed. One moment, I'll page him." Rachel said as Finn held out his hand, Rachel putting the phone in his hand.

"What's up?" Finn said as he stopped at a red light.

"Yeah. Yeah dude, shut up. What's up though?" Pause. "Wait, today? Are you serious? How did that happen so quickly?" Finn paused, listening intently to Jared. Rachel looked forward patiently. Since Jared was their manager, it was obviously something of importance.

"Yeah, I guess that's cool. Why not." Finn continued to say. "Yeah, I'll call them. No I don't think they'll care. This is so awesome!" Whatever it was, he was getting seriously excited over it.

When Finn hung up the phone, he glanced over at Rachel, setting his phone back in the cup holder. "Looks like we're having a barbeque type thing at our place later." He said to her.

"What? Why?" She asked curiously.

"That single we've been working on, guess they're already releasing it." Finn said nonchalantly.

"What? For real? That's amazing!" Rachel said supportively.

Finn shrugged.

"What is the matter?" Rachel said, her mouth open as her eyebrows rose.

"Nothing. I mean it's cool and all, and I'm excited it's being released already but I just don't feel like doing this get together thing." He said simply.

"You're crazy." Rachel said, shaking her head.

Finn looked at her as he pulled into his driveway. "I'm not crazy for not wanting to do something."

Rachel sat there for a moment before getting out. "Do you want me to help you guys get ready for it or something?"

Finn shook his head no.

"Come on, stop being so morose! Success is being basically handed to you and you're acting all glum over it." Rachel said through a sigh.

"I'm not being morose." Finn said shortly before stepping out of the truck.

Rachel did the same, and sighed looking over at him. "Well, I think I'll just get going now then."

"Why?" Finn asked.

Rachel shrugged. "I don't want to bother you guys while you prepare for this thing you have later."

Finn shook his head. "Aren't you going to be there?"

"Is that the invite I was waiting for?" Rachel asked with a smile.

"I guess so. You don't have to leave though." He replied.

"I want to go. I'll get ready, and look all fancy or something. I'll be back in a bit, quit fretting." Rachel said.

Finn frowned. "You don't have to get all fancy. You look fine in that."

Rachel looked down at her tank top and sweatpants. "Finn, please." She didn't understand his sudden change in mood after the phone call, but she didn't want to pry him about it and make it worse.

He walked up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist as he pulled her to him.

Rachel raised her head to look up at the tall man standing before her. She pulled him down by the collar on his shirt, kissing him gently. "I'll be back soon." She said sweetly.

Finn smiled and nodded, releasing her slowly.

He watched her leave, and he waved when she pulled out of his driveway. Letting out a sigh, he turned to go inside to let the guys know about what would be going on there later. He really didn't want to do this today.

000

A few hours later, Rachel was finishing up getting ready for the evening ahead of her. She looked over at Tina who helped her zip the black dress up.

"I still don't get why he got so like, upset, earlier before I left." Rachel was saying.

Tina shrugged. "Mike's like that too sometimes, but usually it's nothing major. They're guys, but don't let them fool you. I'm pretty convinced guys have mood swings just as bad as a PMSing girl does. "

Rachel laughed as she nodded in agreement. "I know, but it was strange."

"I wouldn't think too much into it dear." Tina said. "That could just cause more problems."

Rachel let out a deep exhale. "I guess so."

"There, all set." Tina said, as Rachel turned into the mirror.

"Do you think it's too much?" she asked.

Tina shook her head. "I don't think so. Besides, if there are talent agents there, at least you look presentable if one were to approach you or vice versa."

"I guess you're right. I wish Quinn and you were going to be there though." Rachel said. Quinn, who would have been there, had to work that evening.

"You'll be fine, you'll be with Finn." Tina replied as Rachel took one last look in the mirror. Her hair was straight with loose curls at the end and it hung off her shoulders perfectly. She wore a tight black dress that landed mid thigh. It wasn't too short, or too long. The dress was complimented with peep-toe black heels, the heels only an inch or two off the ground.

She was ready to go.