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It was well past eight thirty when Jeff and some of his coworkers entered the restaurant. It was this popular Italian restaurant on the Upper East Side and it was Friday night so of course it was packed. "There's only three of us are you sure that it's going to take on hour to get a table?" Jeff asked.

The hostess looked at her seating chart and turned to another coworker, "Hey has that guy shown up for table four?"

"No, poor girl's been stood up but she's still holding out hope." Jeff looked behind the hostess's head and saw the table they were referring to. There was a nice table for two near the bar with a girl nervously waiting for a guy that wasn't going to show up. She was beautiful, that was the only way Jeff could describe her. She wasn't hot or even adorable, she was just beautiful, maybe the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and some shmuck had ditched her.

The hostess walked over to the table and although Jeff couldn't hear what they were saying he knew they were trying to get her to give up the table. Out of sheer pity the hostesses backed down and returned to Jeff with the bad news.

"Hey Winger, we're just going settle for this bar a couple of blocks away, you comin'?" Tim said.

Jeff paused, "Uh, you know I'm not feeling too great, you guys go on without me."

"Whatever man, see you Monday." Tim mutters and turns to leave the restaurant.

Jeff doesn't leave though; he finds an empty place at the bar, a chair that was close enough to the door and close enough so he could continue looking at the girl sitting at the table.

She had long brown hair and the biggest bluest eyes he had ever seen. He noticed the wait table staff giving her sympathetic looks and then he saw the girl starting to gather her purse as she was trying her best not to let tears fall out of her eyes.

He doesn't exactly know what wire in his brain caused him to do it but he got up from his seat and in a second he was standing next to her practically announcing to the entire restaurant, "I'm so sorry I'm late darling, traffic was hell getting here!" he reached down and kissed her cheek before sitting down at the opposing chair.

He looked up and saw those big blue eyes staring at him in confusion. He leaned in and whispered, "Hey I'm Jeff, just go with it." He was silently cursing at himself before she smiled weakly and sat back down.

"I'm Annie," She whispers.

"Well Annie, it is very nice to meet you." Jeff says smiling at her. In his head he's still kind of freaking out as to why the hell he felt the need to be chivalrous that night. But as the evening moves on and the more he talks to her he's starting to think it was the best decision of his life.

"Forensics really? You don't look like a girl who would be interested in that sort of thing."

"It's the eyes isn't it?" She laughs, "People always say that I have these big innocent Disney Princess eyes."

"They're beautiful." Is all he says and they both start blushing like they're in high school.

"Well you're quite the opposite," she eventually says. He raises his eyebrows, "Oh no not the eyes I meant your career! I didn't mean your eyes weren't beautiful they're actually quite nice, a unique shade of green!" Her hands jerk up as she's trying to defend herself to him.

He laughs, "No it's okay, go on." He tells her.

"I only meant that you look like the kind of guy who would be a lawyer." She relaxes and takes another bite of her steak.

Jeff reaches forward and takes another sip of wine, "What gave you that impression."

She gestures him with her hands, "The suit, the hair, and the cocky attitude."

He smirks, "You think I'm cocky?" She blushes again as she takes the last bite of her steak.

After she swallows she looks up at him and shrugs, "A little bit." As soon as she says that his hand flies to his heart and he starts his 'pretending to be offended' routine.

"Oh you have wounded me milady!" he says most theatrically, Annie is laughing when the waitress approaches them with the check.

They both stare at it, neither of them wanting this dinner to end. But it has to so Jeff reaches forward and takes the bill. "You really don't have to pay!" she says

He smirks at her, "Of course I do, a gentleman always pays when he takes a nice lady to dinner.

"Yeah but you didn't ask me on this date so it's a little unfair that you have to pay for it."

Jeff reached forward and put his hand over hers, "Annie, I've had a really good time tonight. I would be more than happy to pay for dinner." Annie flashes him a tiny smile and lets him pay.

As they're walking out of the restaurant she says to him, "Thank you, by the way for saving me from the destruction of my own dignity."

"You're welcome," he says, "What kind of jack ass would ditch you anyway?"

"Just this guy named Vaughn. He's in this band that plays at a bar my friend owns and he asked me out."

"No offense but that sounds like the lamest guy ever." She playfully slaps his chest. "I mean there has to be some better guys to pick from at the lab you work at."

"No, most of them are married or girls." She sighs, "So what kind of girls does Jeff Winger usually date."

"Nah." He waves his hand hoping she'll change the conversation.

"Come on, partner at one of the biggest law firms in Denver girls must be dying to go out with you."

"I've actually never been a relationship kind of guy." Annie muttered an 'oh' before Jeff asked, "Where is your car?"

"Oh my roommate dropped me off, I thought that Vaughn would drop me off when we were done but I'll just get my roommate to pick me up."

"Nonsense, I don't mind driving you home."

Annie raised her eyebrow at him, "For all I know you could be an axe murderer."

Jeff pointed towards his Lexus, "Would an axe murderer own a brand new Lexus?" She raised both of her eyebrows, "And would an axe murderer really bother with having a career in law."

"I don't know, knowing the law of the land could help you when you get caught."

"Who says I'd get caught," She playfully slapped his chest again as he laughed. "Seriously," he said after their laughter had settled, "I don't mind driving you home." She finally agreed and climbed into the passenger side of his Lexus.

They make light conversation in the car about how marvel movies were in fact not as big of a deal as everyone makes them out to be. "I know! They're just average block buster movies."

"They're not meant to be Oscar winning films, they're just there to make Disney even more money then they already have!"

She pointed down various streets until they pulled up to an apartment complex. He walked her up to the door, "Listen," he said, "I had a surprisingly good time tonight."

"'Surprisingly' meaning that you weren't sure what you were expecting when you saved my dignity tonight?"

"Exactly, it was like the lottery. I didn't know what I was going to get."

"Well you win some you lose some I guess." She said.

"I think I won the jackpot actually." He smiled at her.

Annie smiled back at Jeff, "I thought you weren't the dating type."

He leaned in a little bit, "I think I'm starting to change my mind." He was trying to kiss her because my god did he want to kiss her so bad. Those big blue eyes staring at him all night, her perfect laugh coming from her luscious lips he just had to know what it was like to kiss them.

She maneuvered her head so she was whispering in her ear, "Then I guess you'll have to call me again because… I don't kiss on first dates." She smirked at the shocked expression on his face, shocked that his charm hadn't worked on her.

It was then the door opened to reveal one of Annie's roommates. He was a skinny Arabic young man who was holding a bowl of buttered noodles. With his fork he pointed at Jeff, "That's not Tiny Nipples." He said.

Jeff raised his eyebrows and looked at Annie, "Tiny Nipples?"

"Jeff this is Abed, my roommate. Abed this is Jeff a lawyer who saved my dignity tonight when Vaughn stood me up."

"Plot twist." He marveled. Annie pushed him back into the apartment before she leaned against the door slipping her card into Jeff's pocket. "I had a really great time, call me sometime, okay?"

"Okay," he smiles before she shuts the door to her apartment.

There is an unspoken rule amongst men that you must wait three days before calling a woman and Jeff's never been the one who even asked people out but to be quite honest Jeff's never been a rule follower. So he calls Annie Edison the very next morning, not too early but his heart does something strange when she picks up the phone. His heart flutters when he hears her say his name and it beats even faster when he asks her to lunch and he's sitting there like a damn fool waiting for her response.

"I'd love too!" she says.

They set up a place and time that day and they both think that maybe this is the person that will change everything. Maybe this is the person who I've been waiting for.