Jim had had a very long, very odd day and he was ready to pack it in.  He still wasn't sure how in only a few days time all this had come to be.  Jim was normally a mild mannered geek at best, he didn't get involved in love triangles, prostitution and heartbreak.  He needed some sleep and a reboot of his system to try to work it out in his head.  On a side note, he had somehow asked Ali - hot, desirable, hot, Ali - to the movies tomorrow night, and not only was it not a date, he wasn't even stuttering when he talked to her anymore.  Things had gotten strange for Jim these days.<br/><br/>"Ali, thanks for coming out for coffee with me.  I think I need to call it a night, though.  I'll drop you off at your place on my way home."  Jim cleared the table and held Ali's hand again as they walked to his car.  A few minutes later, they were back at Ali's.  Looking across the street, Bree's car was still gone.  "I'll see you tomorrow at work, don't be late." Jim called to Ali as she exited the car.