Sorry this chapter took so long, I was kind of low on ideas.

I'm so excited that the Mindy Project has been renewed for a second season,

so hopefully we'll see more of these two.

Please review, it's literally what keeps me writing!

I hope you enjoy this chapter :)

"You look amazing," gasped Betsy. Mindy smiled to herself, her hot red dress and black high heels were definitely doing the trick. However, she frowned when she noticed her secretary had started to sulk.

"What's up Betsy? Your sadness is ruining my vibe." The brunette looked at her with her huge puppy dog eyes.

"It's just that you look so great…It kind of reminds me of how plain I am. Why would Dr. Reed want to go out with me? Shouldn't he be going after more attractive women like, well you? Maybe this was a mistake." Betsy began to gather up her clothes.

"Whoa, hold up." Mindy declared. "First of all, I know I'm hot but feel free to say it again and as many times as you want, preferably three times a day and five times during the weekend. Secondly, why are you so worried?"

"I'm not glamorous," she explained. "I'm a secretary from some small town. I don't fit in." Mindy looked at her frazzled secretary intently.

"Do you think I fit in?" she asked softly.

"Obviously."

"Well I didn't. When I started school, I was just as nerdy and self conscious as you are. I say that to make a point so technically it isn't mean. I had to work hard to be where I am and I'm still not happy all of the time, but I'm working on it and you should too. Besides, Jeremy has dated a lot-," she noticed the sad look on Betsy's face and decided to modify her sentence. "Um, some glamorous girls before and it never lasts. I see the way he looks at you, Betsy, it's the real deal."

"Really?" she smiled shyly.

"Yes," laughed Mindy. "Now come on, we have to hurry up."

"Thanks Dr. Lahiri, you always know what to say."

"I do, don't I? I was thinking of starting an advice column, you know to help others, but I don't know…"

"Oh you should do it, I would totally write to you."

"Really? I don't know, I mean it's a great idea, but I don't know."

"Dr. Lahiri, I will buy you a magazine so you will have to write a column." Mindy nodded.

"Well, it really is a brilliant idea, but I still don't know. We'll talk about it during dinner." Betsy smiled as she headed to the bathroom, and then paused.

"Thanks for coming with us tonight."

"Oh, it's no problem."

"Dr. Castellano will be a wonderful date, I promise. You might even grow to appreciate him by the end of the night." Mindy scoffed.

"I doubt that."

"Why don't you like him?" The question caught her off guard. She obviously liked Danny; the way he claims to be super manly but can be shy around her, how her heart beats faster when he's in the room and how was she nearly certain that his heart did the same when she was around.

"Well, he's…obnoxious," she hesitated. Betsy studied her. Mindy shifted uncomfortably, it's like she's trying to read my mind. Then Betsy smiled.

"I guess. I should get ready now." As she closed the bathroom door, Mindy relaxed.

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"They're here!" hollered Mindy as the door bell rang for the fourth time. Betsy was desperately trying to finalize her make up in the mirror. "Hey! I fixed it already, stop messing with it."

"I just want to be perfect."

"You are and Jeremy is going to see that, with or without a fifth coat of lipstick, but more likely with out, so calm down." Mindy opened the door.

"Wow, Mindy you look positively stunning," smiled Jeremy. She couldn't help but pose.

"I know darling, but you aren't here for me. Betsy's inside." As he walked past her, she turned attention to Danny, who was staring at her with his hands stuffed in his pockets. "What do you think?" she asked as she turned slightly so he could get a clear view of the dress.

"No sparkles," he smiled.

"No, I was going for a more demure look this evening."

"Well, it looks good." Mindy stared at him.

"Good? That's all?"

"Yea, you look fine." She clicked her tongue.

"You hate it."

"What?"

"Why don't you just tell me I look hideous?"

"Because you don't?" asked Danny confused.

"Then why do you hate it?"

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't have to!"

"Is this because I didn't say you look 'positively smashing' or whatever like Jeremy?"

"Stunning. He said stunning but that doesn't matter. He told me his opinion, why won't you give me yours?"

"I said you looked fine."

"Yea, okay," she huffed.

"Will you stop getting so over worked about this?"

"Why? We are supposed to pretend to hate each other anyway and so far you're off to great start." She marched back into the house.

"Where are you going?" asked Jeremy as she walked past him.

"To go change!"

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"Here, let me get that for you," Jeremy said as he pulled out Betsy's chair. She blushed slightly as she sat down.

"Why thank you, Dr. Reed." Mindy sighed as she pulled out her own chair and Danny noticed. Should I have pulled out her chair? But then these guys would definitely know something was up. I should talk to her.

"Mindy," he whispered but his voice was lost in the conversation.

"So have you been here before?" Betsy asked.

"No actually, I've been meaning to come here but I've always been too busy. That and I usually don't have anyone to go with; this place is really snooty about seating a table of one. I don't understand why I need to be on a date someone to eat at a restaurant, maybe I just like food? Or I want to treat myself, huh? Is it a crime to want to dress up and eat somewhere fancy alone? Well, is it?!" asked Mindy.

"Um, actually," explained Betsy. "I was asking Dr. Reed, not that your answer wasn't interesting Dr. Lahiri."

"Oh." Mindy calmed down. "Right, your date. Carry on." She turned attention to her empty plate in front of her when she felt a sharp kick to her leg. "OWWW!" Betsy and Dr. Reed jumped and looked at her.

"Are you okay?" asked Jeremy. Mindy looked at Danny who was avoiding her glare.

"I'm just fine," she responded through gritted teeth. Betsy and Jeremy returned to their conversation. "What was that for?" she whispered angrily at him.

"I was calling you. You didn't answer; therefore I had to achieve your attention by other means."

"What do you want?" she quipped. Danny stared at her.

"If you're going to be rude then forget it." He turned his attention to his menu.

"Well, I'm sorry if my manners are at optimal level right now, some jerk just kicked me in the shin."

"You should get someone to look at that."

"Hello, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Rick, I will be your server this evening. Can I start you guys off with anything today?" asked the waiter as he approached the table.

"Yes, a scotch," demanded Danny.

"Uh, can I have a club soda?" asked Betsy. The group looked at her.

"What? We have work tomorrow." Jeremy nodded.

"I'll have what she's having," he claimed. The waiter wrote this down and turned to Mindy.

"And you?" he asked glancing her over, eventually landing on her eyes. "Can I get you anything?" Mindy smiled.

"A glass of red wine, please."

"Right away," he smiled. As he walked away, he didn't take his eyes of Mindy, who wasn't really condemning his behavior. Danny frowned.

"Flirting with the staff, very classy," he mocked and Mindy rolled her eyes.

"What does it matter to you who she flirts with?" asked Jeremy.

"It doesn't-we're just all here as a group and…it takes away from the whole meeting feel when some of us aren't being completely involved…in the semantics of the discussion," he claimed awkwardly.

"Was that English?"

"Obviously it was English, you're the Englishman! Is it hot in here?" he asked searching around the room.

"We could ask the waiter if he could lower the temperature," suggested Mindy.

"It's fine."

"Are you sure?" asked Betsy. "He's literally right over there." She pointed and Mindy turned to look at the waiter a few feet away from their table.

"It's okay. Mindy, can I speak to you alone for a moment?"

"I don't know, can you?"

"Just come on." They walked over to a corner of the restaurant and she crossed her arms.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"Flirting with a waiter, really?"

"What's it to you?"

"We were supposed to pretend to hate each other, why are you so mad at me?"

"Maybe because you refuse to be honest with me?"

"Are you still talking about the stupid dress thing?"

"It isn't stupid Danny, one of the most important factors of a good relationship is honesty and you broke that on day one. What am I supposed to do now? Just pretend it doesn't matter when you lie to me? Because, I can't do that. I am an emotional person with feelings and you are just going to have to learn to respect that. I mean, why? Why would you decide to hurt me? Stop, you have to stop."

"I honestly had no chance of following that."

"Oh, so now you can be honest," she said, rolling her eyes. He gently placed his arms on her shoulders.

"But what I can promise you, is that I do like you and I'm sorry if I made you feel like I didn't with anything I might have said or done that may have unintentionally set you off." Mindy smiled, knowing that was probably the best apology she was going to get from this guy.

"Alright, let's get back to our date then."

"Great, I'm starving."

"Danny!"

"What? This place supposedly has the best steaks in town."

"Whatever." He smiled at her as they headed back to their seats, but stopped short when they saw Brendan sitting at the table making awkward conversation with Betsy and Jeremy. He clapped his hands together when he saw them walk up.

"Mindy," he smiled. "I happened to be in the area, checking up on one of my patients and I saw your friends sitting here. They mentioned that you were here as well, nice to see that some doctors don't lie." She anxiously looked between her two coworkers seated at the table.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, simply that despite your refusal to accept natural alternatives to medicine and continuously forcing chemicals and pills down your patient's throats, there are some of you who actually care about honesty and truth."

"We are only trying to help people just like you, except our way is licensed and isn't based off stuff like tree spirits and the sun," Danny remarked.

"Yes, quite," he said, turning his attention to Mindy. "Speaking of helping people, when these guys told me that Daniel was your date, I thought to myself, 'I simply must rescue the poor dear'. Alas here I am, always ready to help a poor woman in need." He flashed her a handsome smile.

"Hey, she doesn't need your help okay?" claimed Danny, standing possessively in front of her. Brendan's eyes grew a few centimeters as he pointed between the two of them.

"Oh, you two are actually-" Jeremy understood where Brendan was headed and laughed.

"Oh no, these guys hate each other, right Betsy?" he chuckled. His date remained silent in her chair, glancing silently between Mindy and Danny. "Right, Betsy?" Jeremy asked again, this time not so confidently. When no one answered him, Brendan stood up.

"Well, that makes this a lot more awkward than necessary. I will be going now." He grabbed Mindy's arm and kissed it lightly.

"If, whatever this is," he gestured between her and Danny "doesn't work out. You know where to find me." He winked at her as he walked away. Danny looked at Mindy as they sat down.

"Mindy, what is he talking about? You didn't have something going on with him, did you? Our professional enemy?"

"Of course not," she lied. Great, now I'm a hypocrite. My life is going to be forever ruined by bad karma just because that stupid midwife had to be so hot. "Brendan's just being gross. Trying to throw us off our game, you know, steal more patients by turning us against each other." Danny stared at her for a moment but then he nodded.

"I guess you're right."

"Uh huh," she nodded. It was then she noticed Betsy and Jeremy staring at them.

"Can I help you guys?" she quipped in a sarcastic manner.

"Uh yea, where you planning on telling us that you guys were dating?" Jeremy shot right back.

"We aren't dating," Danny claimed quickly. Mindy looked at him, how was he going to play this one?

"Really? Then why did you guys look so guilty before?"

"Because technically, we are on a date. A double date, with you guys, which is going splendidly if I may say so myself."

"Yea, you guys look adorable together," Mindy added. Jeremy smiled shyly.

"Well, I know I look smashing, but this one over here." He pointed to Betsy as his eyes shone. "Looks simply ravishing." Both she and Mindy sighed longingly at the sound of Jeremy's seductive words. Danny shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Where are those damn steaks?" he mumbled.