The last fic I wrote was psych stuff and that was like 3 years ago so don't judge too hard.

I have never written 30 Rock or Jack/Liz stuff before.

Also, I don't own 30 Rock, etc.

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"I want someone who will be monogamous and nice to his mother. And I want someone who likes musicals, but knows to just shut his mouth when I'm watching "Lost." And I want someone who thinks being really into cars is lame, and strip clubs are gross. I want someone who will actually empty the dishwasher instead of just taking out forks as needed - like I do. I want someone with clean hands and feet and beefy forearms, like a damned Disney prince. And I want him to genuinely like me. Even when I'm old. And that's what I want." -Liz Lemon

Monogamous

"I can't do it, Lemon." he muttered, nursing his Scotch. He stared at the picture of Avery on his desk. Liz was perched on the couch, frowning.

"Jack, I know you don't want to hear it, but she's right." she said quietly, fiddling with her own drink. "It's time to move on. She has her own family in North Korea now, even if it is… unconventional."

He began to pace his office. He ran a hand through his hair and then plopped down on the couch. Jack put his head in his hand and sighed. Liz scooted closer to him and put a hand on his shoulder. She waited for a moment for him to do or say something. He lifted his head up slightly.

"She's my wife, Lemon." he whispered. "I can't just stop loving her."

"I know. It's going to take a while to get over her. I know how much you love her. But now she's giving you the chance to finally live your life. This is closure, even if it really sucks."

He didn't say anything, and then he leaned back into the couch. Liz stood and took his drink back to the bar, and then sat back down on the edge of the couch.

"Jack, you should go home. Sleep on it. Spend some time with Liddy. How does that sound?" Liz asked gently. He nodded.

"Yeah. Yeah, you're right. I could use a hug from my daughter." Jack said. He smiled but then it fell a little. "I don't think I'll be able to move on, though, even if Avery wants me to."

Liz sighed and gathered her belongings.

"I know, Jack. You're not that kind of guy. You're a good husband." she encouraged.

"Yeah, I am aren't I?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

She smiled back, and in all seriousness said, "Yeah, Jack, you are."

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Nice To His Mother

"Jack, where are you going?" Liz asked as she walked into his office and he seemed ready to run out the door.

"It's Colleen." He said, dragging Liz out of his office with him. "Apparently she's being harassed by her neighbor or something, I don't know she sounds freaked out."

"So you're going to fly down to Florida to tell some idiot to leave your mother alone?" Liz asked, a little shocked. Jack stopped and looked at her.

"Why. Is that weird? It feels weird. But I'm worried about her. She sounded really spooked, like the guy might cross a line if I don't do something. And you know my mother, she never asks for help unless she really needs it. I know, you're probably thinking, 'Oh Jack, you can't stand your mom, blah blah,' but only I can mess with Colleen!" He said, starting to sound upset. Liz took a step away from him as they stood at the elevator doors to show that she was backing off.

"Alright, alright! There's nothing wrong with it, it's just unusual to see you so worked up about protecting your mother."

"Yeah I know, but, I figured I should start being a bit nicer to her. I know what it's like to be a parent now. I'm beginning to see where she's coming from." Jack admitted and they entered the elevator together, Liz going to the sixth floor and Jack going to the first.

"That's great, Jack." Liz said. She got off on her floor and turned around before the doors closed. She waved to Jack and quickly yelled, "And tell Colleen I say 'hi!'"

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Likes Musicals

"Lemon." Jack declared as he walked into her office. Liz had been a bit down since her and Criss had broken it off a couple days before, and she was hiding away in her dark office. Sad music was blaring from her laptop and she had fallen asleep on her salad. She awoke with a start when Jack slammed the door and flipped the light on.

"Wha-" Liz moaned, trying to fluff her salad pillow. Jack pulled it out from under her and started to pick the lettuce out of her hair. She frowned at him, and he could see that she had definitely cried herself to sleep.

"Liz, you need to get over that loser." Jack said. When Liz had called him a couple days before to come pick her up from across town because Criss had dumped her and left her there, Jack had been about ready to find Criss and punch him until his face was no longer ruggedly handsome. Liz had cried the whole car ride home, trying to hide her tears from Jack even though he could her her sniffling. When they had reached her apartment, she ran out the door and into her house without a word to Jack.

He knew he had to get her back on track as soon as possible.

"Jack, he was the best guy I've ever had and then he was just done with me. I thought he was the one." she cried and then she leaned into Jack's shoulder and began to sob.

"Hey. Shh. Stop." Jack said, trying to get Liz to snap out of it. "Lemon, will you please stop crying? Criss isn't worth your time. You're too good for him and everyone knows it, even he did."

Liz sniffled and stared into Jack's blue eyes.

"You're lying." she muttered.

"No." He said, sternly. "I am absolutely not lying." He stood up and grabbed Liz's hands. He pulled her up on to her feet and she looked away shyly.

"Thanks." She said not making eye contact. He let go over her hands and paced over to the other side of the room.

"But that's not the important thing now!" Jack exclaimed, turning to open her blinds and look out the window.

Liz raised an eyebrow and mouthed, 'Really?'

"My boss gave me these tickets to some show called…" he paused as he looked down at the tickets, "How to Succee-"

"No freaking way!" Liz interrupted, jaw nearly hitting the floor. "I've been trying to get tickets to that for months!" she whined.

"So you've heard of it. I figured as much since I think that Harry Potter kid you like is in it or something." Liz scoffed.

"No, Jack, his run is done. Now it's Nick Jonas." Liz said, sounding offended that he didn't know.

"Right, well, I'm taking you tonight. So go home, change into a nice dress, and then I'll come by and pick you up." Jack said, making his way out of the office. Liz followed quickly behind him.

"Wait, how fancy do I need to dress up? Jack you know I don't like doing that." Liz complained, but Jack wasn't having any of it.

"No, Lemon, you need this right now. Besides, these are front row seats and backstage tour passes, and we're going out to an extremely fancy restaurant after." Jack said, as if it wasn't a big deal. Liz raised her eyebrows again.

"What? Backstage passes? Wait, who else is coming?" She asked, completely confused. This was such a big deal, there was no way it was just going to be them.

"Oh, just me and you." He said like it was nothing. They stood infront of the elevators and he pressed the down button. Liz stared at him and he looked back at her. He started to reach toward her head and she got very nervous. Was he making a move on her right now?

"Another piece of lettuce." He muttered. She blinked. "You really need to stop it with the hair-lettuce." He said as they got in to the elevator.

"Yes, but isn't it what makes me so charming?" she joked. He pretended to gag and they went their separate ways for the next few hours.

Jack picked her up right before the show. He went up to her apartment and knocked. He heard a muffled shout through the door and a few moments later it flew open and a dark green blur pushed past him and grabbed his hand.

"I'm so sorry I'm running late I really do not want to miss the first song it's one of my favorites." She said in a rush as she dragged him down the stairs, carrying her purse and heels.

"Lemon, we're going to be fine, you didn't take that long!" Jack panted as they made it out the door and to the car. They climbed in and they both settled down and caught their breath. Jack finally got a good look at Liz and she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her green dress fit her absolutely perfectly and she had done her makeup and hair perfectly.

"You look absolutely stunning." Jack said quietly. Liz blushed and muttered a very quiet "Thanks."

They didn't say much on the ride there and quickly made their way to their seats, which were practically front and center. The show started and Liz resisted singing along to all the songs. Jack's hand found her's nearly halfway though the show, and she even noticed him mouthing the words to the songs and even some of the main lines.

When it was over, they took the backstage tour. They met the stars of the show and got to see how some of the staging worked. Jack was trying to hide it, but Liz could tell that he was probably more excited than her. Neither of them mentioned the fact that Jack's hand had stayed on her lower back the entire tour.

After the tour that sat down at some extremely fancy restaurant that Liz had never heard of. The food was outstanding and they were surprised to find that they still had plenty to talk about. They ordered dessert, even though Liz practically ate all of Jack's, and he made sure to move the candle centerpiece out of the way.

He walked her back to her apartment because it wasn't too far away and he really didn't want the night to end. Finally, Liz brought up the thing that was bothering her all night.

"You really like How to Succeed, dont you?" Liz smirked as he tried to hide his guilt. He gave up trying to hide it and sighed.

"Yes. I know all the songs by heart and much of the script. I saw Daniel Radcliffe and Darren Criss's performances of it this season. It's one of my favorite things in the world. Now go on, make fun of me all you want." He said, embarrassed completely. Liz punched him in the arm and laughed.

"I think it's super sweet that you like musicals."

"Not all of them," He clarified. "Just the good ones. Really though, you think it's sweet?" He asked, awkwardly. They reached her building and Jack's car sat their waiting for him.

She smiled at him and fiddled with his collar, then kissed him on the cheek.

"Absolutely. Goodnight, Jack. Thanks for everything."

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So that's sort of the beginning of it. I'm trying to go through the entire quote. Hope you guys liked this.