Hey guysss! Sorry it took me so long to update, I just got so busy.

I still watch the Mindy Project and am so excited for next season :)

So enjoy this chapter and please review!

"Have a wonderful evening," smiled Rick as he placed the receipt on their table. The party nodded and smiled back as they rose to leave. The waiter watched them leave but stopped Mindy before she could join them.

"Can I help you?" she smiled as the attractive waiter looked like he had something he wanted to say.

"Um no, I just wanted to make sure that you enjoyed your meal."

"I did," she smiled slightly knowing something else was clearly on his mind.

"Good. Hopefully you'll join us again, so I'll get to see you again."

"I'm sure you will," she responded. Is this really happening? She thought. Are these guys even allowed to continue flirting after we've paid the check?

"I hope so, but just in case you don't, can I have-" he began.

"Mindy! Let's go," said Danny as he walked back to the table. He had noticed that Mindy hadn't followed them outside. He came back in to check on her and found her still at the table, he also noticed that the waiter was standing really close to her, too close and she was smiling. "What are you doing?" he asked looking in between the two of them. They remained silent until Mindy finally spoke up.

"I guess I have to go. Bye Rick," she waved as she exited with Danny.

"But, what about-" the confused waiter began but the rest of his words were lost as they kept walking.

"What were you smiling at? What were you talking about? Where you talking about me?" asked Danny as they walked to join their friends.

"Why would we talk about you?" laughed Mindy.

"Why not? I'm an interesting guy."

"Uh huh," she said simply. Jealous Danny is cute, she noticed. Danny was still suspicious but didn't say anything else on the subject when they reached Betsy and Jeremy.

"So I guess this is good bye?" asked Betsy, a little reluctantly as they stood outside the restaurant.

"Um, well, I was hoping we could go get some dessert, ice cream perhaps? You know, seeing as we didn't get any here," answered Jeremy as they stood outside. The group turned to look at Danny, who rolled his eyes.

"No one should be charging fifteen dollars for chocolate mousse, okay? It's basically chocolate pudding with a French accent and I wasn't buying it."

"We heard you," noted Mindy. "The whole restaurant heard you," she added under her breath. Danny looked at her.

"If you want dessert so bad, we could just go down the street," he claimed, pointing in the direction of a bright neon sign that read OPEN. "We'll get double the amount at half the price."

"Are you up for it, Betsy?"

The secretary looked anxiously at her watch.

"I don't know, it's almost ten thirty." Mindy rolled her eyes. Betsy was cute and all but this good girl bit could get a little annoying sometimes.

"Betsy, literally all three of your bosses are here, so stop freaking out and let the hot doctor buy you an ice cream."

Mindy paused as she noticed the girl's cheeks turn to a tomato red but returned to normal when Betsy agreed. They started walking down to the parlor and Danny leaned over to Mindy as they crossed the street.

"Was 'hot' really the only adjective you could think of?"

"I was going to say 'sexy' but I think that would have just made it awkward," she smirked. She began to walk ahead of him, but he grabbed her hand to pull her back next to him. She honestly enjoyed the feel of his warm palm pressed against hers and the sensation of their fingers intertwined but she looked at him anyway, pretending to be confused.

"Rough neighborhood," he explained bluntly. "Wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

"Uh huh," she smiled, holding on to him tighter. They continued walking close together until they finally reached the ice cream parlor and only let go when Jeremy gave them a strange look as he glanced down at their interlocking fingers.

"What are you doing?" he asked coolly.

Mindy quickly dropped Danny's hand (but not too quickly not to notice Danny slightly resist her letting go) and tried to explain to Dr. Reed. "It's a tough neighborhood," she said accusingly. "There could be murders and rapists on this street."

"And how would Danny holding your hand like a fourth grader help you with that?"

"Did I get murdered or raped?"

Jeremy looked at her incredulously but recognized that he lost this argument. They went inside and ordered their dessert. Danny raved about how they could get three scoops for six dollars but everyone ignored him and enjoyed their frozen treat. Around eleven, Betsy stressed that she really had to get home.

"I need at least eight hours of sleep or I'll be cranky and I don't want to end up taking it out on you guys," she pleaded. Mindy smiled and told her she could go and Jeremy offered to share a cab home with her. The two gynecologists waved good bye as their friends exited the building. Mindy polished off her ice cream and sighed.

"Well I guess I should be heading home too."

"Really?" Danny asked.

"Yea, we have that big corporate thing tomorrow…" she trailed off.

"What corporate thing?" he asked seriously.

"Fine, Danny. You caught me." she sighed. "There's a midnight showing of The Breakfast Club and I kind of wanted to see it."

"Haven't you watched that movie about fifteen times?"

"Eighteen, but good to know you were listening Danny," she replied sarcastically.

"Well, I'm sorry I can't listen to every time you have the urge to mention a romantic comedy that your life is nothing like, but could be like if the right guy comes along."

"Are you saying there isn't a guy out there for me?" asked Mindy defensively.

"What? I never-"

"Because that's really hurtful Danny. I don't know why you'd even say that."

"But I didn't-"

"Yes, I may be a little older but that doesn't mean I have given up on love."

"No one said-"

"No! You've said enough. I'm leaving," Mindy claimed angrily as she began to leave the ice cream parlor.

"What did I say?" he asked confused, following her out.

"What didn't you say?" she snapped. Danny studied her with the most apprehensive expression on his face, as if he was afraid one more one would cause the woman to blow up. Mindy stared back quizzically.

"What are you staring at?" she asked, a little less angry. Danny took this slight change in voice as permission to speak.

"You?" he claimed, hesitantly.

"Why? Do I something on my face? Ice cream?" she questioned as she pulled out her compact mirror. After a thorough inspection, she could find no flaw. She put her mirror back in her purse and glared at Danny. "Don't scare me like that," she said as she swatted his arm.

That's what I get for trying, he thought as he rolled his eyes. A yellow cab pulled up to the sidewalk and Mindy began to get in.

"Well, I guess this goodbye-" she stopped when she noticed Danny standing close to the cab door, as if he was going to get in. "What are you doing?"

"We're sharing a cab," he told her.

"What?"

"Move over."

"No."

"Why not? We're going in the same direction."

"But?"

"Fine, I'll pay. Now move," Danny paused and sighed. "Please."

Mindy just sat there and when she realized that she couldn't come up with a viable excuse, she moved over. Danny slid in next to her. He told the cab driver where to go and they sat in the back in awkward silence. Mindy checked her phone even though she knew that she had no new notifications. She started looking up Molly Ringwald's filmography on Wikipedia when she felt a pair of eyes staring at her. She looked up and ended up staring directly into Danny's eyes. She smiled.

"What?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing," he replied averting her gaze.

She shrugged and returned to reading the famous red head's long list of films. This woman is ridiculous, she's in like everything. I love all these movies.

"What are you doing?" Danny asked.

"Huh?" she looked up again. He nodded to her phone.

"Oh, I'm just looking up this actress."

"Who?"

"Molly Ringwald," she admitted, handing over her phone. Danny squinted at the bright screen but when his eyes adjusted he began to read.

"Who is she? Someone famous?" Mindy's eyes grew to the size of quarters.

"Are you serious? She's like the best teen actor ever! She plays in like all the best romantic comedies."

"Like?"

"Sixteen Candles, Pretty in Pink, The Breakfast Club?" Danny shook his head and handed her back her phone.

"You know what's a good movie? The Godfather, have you seen it?" Mindy stared blankly at him.

"I worry about you sometimes," she admitted shaking her head.

"Ok, we're here," announced the cab driver.

"Well, it was nice riding with you, but this is my stop. See you tomorrow," she said as she got out of the cab. Danny quickly paid the tab as Mindy got out and ended up standing on the sidewalk together as the cab drove away.

"Um, this isn't your stop," she noted. Danny nodded and looked around.

"You should invite me in," he decided as he began to walk up her steps with Mindy following him.

"I think you just invited yourself," she remarked as she opened her door.

"So what do you want to do?" asked Mindy as she removed her coat. She could feel Danny's eyes surveying her as she hung it up on the rack.

"I'm pretty sure you know what I want to do," he claimed as he gave her a crooked smile and removed his own coat. "What do you want to do?"

"Well, we still have time to watch The Breakfast Club. It starts like now," she rushed to her couch and started flipping through channels.

"Are you serious?" asked Danny as he sat down beside her.

"Yes! You need to be educated!" Danny rolled his eyes but he still smiled. He watched as Mindy's face lit up as she found the channel right before the movie began. She crossed her legs and stared intently at the screen. How can she look so interested? Nothing has even happened yet! She turned to look at him.

"Not that I'm complaining, but you're going to have to stop staring at me. You're going to miss when they explain why they're all there." Danny nodded like he cared and that seemed to satisfy Mindy since she turned her head back to the screen. Danny sighed and decided to get comfortable. He tried to lean back on the coach but he just looked awkward, so he tried a different position. Eventually he simply slid in closer to Mindy, allowing her to uncross her legs and rest her head on his shoulder. He leaned his head onto hers and smiled. Her hair smelled nice. After about half an hour, Danny could feel his eyes getting heavy. He looked at Mindy and she looked completely absorbed in the film, Danny smiled at how she can be so involved in a movie she's seen "like a million times." He on the other hand wasn't really that into the movie, he admitted it was good but didn't see why it stood out from all the other romantic comedies out there and it was about teenagers. Strange beings. It's hard to imagine that he used to be one, all acne-faced and nervous all the time. Mindy leaned in and interlocked her arm with his. Danny could feel his stomach flutter. How did she do that? Make a guy like him still feel like some awkward teenage boy? He felt her staring at him and turned to look at her.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked, her eyes searching his face.

"You, actually," he replied. She smiled and leaned in to kiss him gently.

"What was that for?" he smiled.

"I don't know," she shrugged. Danny leaned in for another kiss when his phone ran. Who's calling me at 12 AM?, he thought. Mindy moved back a little to give him some room to answer his phone. "Who is it?" she asked. Danny looked at his screen and then back up at Mindy.

"It's Christina," he realized.