Clarke is sitting in her living room, video chatting with her mother.

"Yes, Mom, of course I'm coming to Dad's birthday dinner on Sunday," Clarke says, staring at her mother through the laptop screen.

"You're welcome to bring your roommates along. We'll have more than enough food. Marcus is bringing one of his employees, a young man named Wick, Kyle Wick. I think you'll like him." The set up is too familiar. She tried this with her and Wells years ago and then there was that hospital intern last year for Thanksgiving.

Octavia, sitting on the opposite end of the couch, recognizes the set up—she's actually pulled it a few times—and barges into the conversation. "We'd love to come over for dinner. Should we bring anything? You know Raven and I make a mean potato salad, and I know for a fact that Clarke's boyfriend can bake like no one's business."

"Yes, Octavia, please bring that salad. It is to die for." Abby smiles at Clarke's new roommate. Then she seems to register the rest of the statement. "Boyfriend?" Abby looks confused. "Clarke, you never mentioned you were seeing anyone."

In all honesty, that's because she isn't. She hasn't had a boyfriend since the Finn fiasco a few months back, but she sends Octavia a grateful look before answering. "Yeah, uh, that's because it's rather new. I'm sure he'd be happy to come, though."

"Of course he can come, then, and he doesn't have to bring anything, but if he wants to, you know we never turn down more food."

Clarke smiles apprehensively at her mother. "Yeah, well, I've got to go, Mom. I'll see you on Sunday."

"Bye, Sweetie," her mother says before the screen goes dark.

Clarke turns to Octavia after a moment with a panicked look. "Where the hell am I gonna get a boyfriend who can bake in less than a week?"

Octavia smiles. "Well, I know someone. He's tall, a bit of a nerd, and lives across the hall."

Clarke's mouth drops open and she shakes her head. "No way in hell am I introducing your brother to my mom as my boyfriend."

Bellamy, sitting across the room studying for his for his ancient civilizations final, looks up. "What was that?"