Mordecai: Dude, you bombed last night!
Rigby: Shut up! I'd like to see you ask Margaret out!
Mordecai: No way! I always get tongue-tied!
Rigby: Oh, please! That can't happen in real life!
(Cut to outside of The Coffee Shop. Mordecai's tongue is literally tied.)
Rigby: Dude! It actually happened! I can't believe it!
Mordecai: Shut up.
Rigby: What? I can't hear you!
Mordecai: I said shut up!
Rigby: Still can't hear ya!
Mordecai: That's it!
(The two punch each other.)
Margaret: Uh......, hi, Mordecai?
(Mordecai rips most of his tongue out and smacks it on Rigby.)
Mordecai: Uh..., hey, Margaret!
Margaret: Hi.... I guess?
Mordecai: Sorry, Rigby was acting like a child!
Rigby: You're the child, suckface!
(Mordecai punches Rigby.)
Mordecai: Uh......................can you go on a date with me?!
Margaret: Sure, I have nothing else to do.
Mordecai:(Thinking.):Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!(Not thinking.): Awesome!
Margaret: Cool. How 'bout eight?
Margaret: It's a date.
(Cut to the interior of Pops' House. Mordecai has a suit on.)
Mordecai: Do you think this suit looks good?
Rigby: Whatever you say! Hahahahaah!
Mordecai: Whatever! I don't have time for childish talking!
Mordecai: Well, Rigby, see ya later! Or in a week.
Rigby: Good luck! You're gonna need it! Hahahahaha!
Mordecai: I heard that!
Rigby: You were suppose to!
(Cut to Eileen's house. Eileen is putting the final touches on Margaret's dress, which is yellow.)
Eileen: You look beautiful, Margaret!
Margaret: Aw, thanks, Eileen! More women need friends like you!
Eileen:(Blushes.) Ready, Margaret?
Eileen: You go then! Good luck!
Margaret: Thanks! See ya!
Eileen: Sure! Even though you didn't wish me good luck on my date!
(Mordecai and Rigby are at the same french restaurant as the one Rigby and Eileen.)
Mordecai: I heard this place has good food!
Margaret: Yeah, me too!
Waiter: Bonjour, monsieur and madame. What will you be having tonight?
Mordecai: I have no idea.
Margaret: Me either!
Waiter: Why don't you try the fromage? It is a good meal for you, how you say, Americans.
Mordecai: I have no idea what you just said, but I'll have that!
Margaret: Me too!
Waiter: Tres bien! You will get your order soon enough.
Mordecai: That wasn't bad.
Margaret: Yeah! It was delicious!
Mordecai: Margaret, why'd you ask me out for a date? Just curious.
Margaret: Uh...... I don't think you'd like to know why.
Margaret: I felt bad for you, okay!?
Margaret: Well, I was getting tired of women laughing at you and, you know.
Mordecai: Did you want to date me?
Margaret: Well, no. I'm sorry.
Mordecai: This date's over!
Margaret: Why? I thought you wanted me to date you!
Mordecai: I did, and still do, but, I want you to do something you want to do!
Mordecai: Make your mind up, Margaret! When you do, then ask me on a date, okay?!
Margaret: I'm sorry, Mordecai.
Mordecai: Sorry's won't cut it, Margaret!
Margaret: But, Mordecai!
(Mordecai leaves the restaurant.)
Margaret: Look, I'm sorry, Morde-.
Mordecai: Tell me when you're being truthful!
Margaret: Look, Mordecai, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Can you forgive me?
Mordecai: (Sarcastic): Yeah, sure.
Margaret: Come on, I just wanted you to feel great.
Mordecai: But you weren't being truthful. I want you to be real with me Margaret. I don't want you to be fake. Don't do what you don't want to do just to please me. I want both of us happy. I hope you learn that when you really want to date me.
Margaret: But Mordecai.......
Mordecai: No! Just go ahead and get your new boyfriend. I just don't care anymore. (Walks away and wipes away tear.)
(Margaret then rubs her arm with a guilty face and walks away.)
(Cut to the Coffee Shop.)
Margaret: Look Mordecai, I want us to talk.
Mordecai: Leave me alone. Shouldn't you be searching for your boyfriend?
Margaret: I don't care about him anymore! I care about you! I've realized what I did was wrong, and I'm sorry for that, but I want us to be friends again, and, maybe, when we're ready, head to the next level.
Mordecai: Do you really mean it?
Margaret: Of course! I want us to have a new date!
Mordecai: Aw, what the heck? Let's do it!
(Mordecai and Margaret are back at the French restaurant. They eat food and laugh. The end.)
Credits: WRITTEN by: Rackliffelikespurple INSPIRATION by: Rosita Pink and Kaitlyn Dunlap NAME IDEA by: Kaitlyn Dunlap.