Mark shook his head.

"I don't really have the time." he lied.

Maureen rolled her eyes.

"And just what do you have to do? Your film is finished, remember?" she retorted.

Mark blushed.

Collins placed his hand on his shoulder in a comforting manner.

"We should go. Get out of the loft. I'll pay." he offered.

Mark glanced back at Collins, his eyes pleading silently.

Collins only stood, reaching down to Mark and dragging him along.

"Come on. Don't turn into Roger." he remarked, waggling his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

"Hey!" Roger exclaimed, glaring at Collins, he threw his hands up in defense.

"Hey, I'm just saying..." he began, slamming his mouth shut when Mimi's eyes turned towards him.

"Damn, Davis. That girl's got one vicious Evil Eye!" he exclaimed, winking at Roger, who growled low in his throat.

Mimi smiled brightly.

"Damned right!" she exclaimed.

Roger reached out to her, taking her hands into his.

"C'mon. Let's get a headstart to the Life." he suggested with a wink.

Mimi's eyes widened as her smile spread.

She slid off the table, smoothing out her skirt and following Roger out of the loft.

Mark and Collins shared yet another glance and silent laugh.

Maureen looked to Joanne, her eyes slimmed.

Joanne snorted.

"C'mon, Pookie. You know you want me." Maureen said in a seductive manner, wiggling her hips slightly.

Mark let out a loud laugh, slamming his mouth shut when Joanne shot a glance his way.

"Sorry." he murmured, looking to Collins and then to the opposite side of the loft.

Maureen sidled up in front of the lawyer, wrapping her arms around her waist, pulling her close.

Joanne sighed, leaning forward to rest her forehead against Maureen's.

"Okay, baby." she succombed, reaching behind herself and pulling Maureen's hands from her ass.

She looked to Mark and Collins.

"Give us an hour." she spoke, biting at her lower lip.

Mark and Collins nodded simultaneously.

"Oh, baby, you're going to need far more than an hour!" Maureen shrieked, literally dragging Joanne out of the loft.