Keely walked into the restaurant with the Diffy's. It was marking two years in the present. Or in their case, the past. And Keely had been like part of the family for years. It was only right to invite her.

"Keels," Phil whispered.

She turned and looked at him, her hair almost whacking Phil in the eye. "Oops. Sorry. What did you want?"

"You're standing on my foot," Phil muttered.

Keely looked down, and took her foot of Phil's. "Another sorry. I'm just really clumsy tonight. Don't sit next to me. I might set you on fire, or something."

"Nice to know," Phil laughed.

The waitress looked over at them and smiled. "Hello? Is this, like a date?"

"No," Keely said, embarrassed.

Phil shook his head, also blushing. "No. It's my parent's anniversary, and Keely's my best friend"

"Oh," the waitress nodded, even though it was obvious she didn't really understand.

They all sat down, and ordered.

"So, Keely. Phil. Pim. What's up?" Lloyd asked.

Keely leaned over to Phil. "Does he always do this?"

"It's a ritual. He asks, we say nothing, and then we're all left feeling awkward," Phil whispered.

The waitress from before came over, with a tray full of fortune cookies. She handed them out, looking carefully at each one before handing them out. She took a lot longer over Phil and Keely's. "Here you are."

Keely snapped hers open. "Hmm…look at the world in the eyes of your one true love"

"Mine says the same," Phil agreed. "What's it supposed to mean though?"

Keely shrugged. "Got me. They're just made up lines, that are put on little bits of paper, and are supposed to tell your fortune. It's totally bogus"

"Yeah, totally stupid," Phil agreed.

Neither one of them noticed the waitress laughing in the corner.

I'm so sorry it's short, but I had to get to the point. The fun part is next!

Don't own POTF, or Freaky Friday.