(Mordecai and Rigby are sitting at their table again.)

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.)

Rigby: Owwwwwwwwww!

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.)

Rigby: Owwwwwwwww!

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?

Mordecai: Sure!

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!

Rigby: Suckface!

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?

Margaret: Yeah!

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.

Mordecai: Why?

Margaret: I felt bad for you, okay!?

Mordecai: W-what?

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!

Margaret: Uh...................................................

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: Huh.


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.