Eliza glared at Freddy. "We are SO talking about this! Follow me, we are going somewhere private," she said sternly. She grabbed him by the arm and pulled him all the way into a crowded closet. "A little too close for comfort, but I can't worry about that now," she mumbled.

Shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the next, Freddy looked at Eliza. He was speechless, almost afraid of saying one word, in fear of getting yelled at. But it was too late. By now, he had gone too far.

Eliza couldn't hold it in any longer. She let it out, every word uttered echoing back. "Oh, now I get it. I get it! This was your plan all along. Pull me along on a string, attach me to you, get me to love you, and then this is what happens. You drop me like I was, some soft of-of-thing that you can love one second and drop the next! You never cared. You just wanted to add me to your-your-collection!" she yelled.

Freddy took a step back, but ended up bumping into the door. "Eliza, you don't understand-" he started to say.

Shaking her head, Eliza said, "No I don't! I never got why you wanted me when you have your choice of so many other girls! Why do you want me?!"

Freddy once again started to explain. "I do love you Eliza. More than anyone else. I didn't know about her, I forgot about her, don't you see?" he stuttered.

"Yes, I see. You'll forget about me just like you did her!" Eliza shot back at him.

"No, I won't. I don't like her. It was more forced on me than anything. I mean, she's nice and all, but I don't want to marry her. You are the only girl I ever liked. I want you! And, can we go somewhere with more space...it's a bit tight in here..." he asked her.

Eliza nodded. "Let's get out of here. But don't think that I'm happy with you. Because I'm not," she said, opening the door to the closet. Once again, she grabbed a hold of Freddy's arm and tugged him along behind her. But they didn't get quite far, as someone stopped them from leaving.

"Who are you?" the older butler asked Eliza, never seeing her before, and not knowing if she was invited.

Eliza smiled her sweetest smile at him. "I'm his-" she started, pointing to Freddy, who rudely interrupted her.

Freddy cleared his throat and started talking in such a fast voice, nobody could understand him. "She's my mother's sister's husband's brother's cousin's sister's best friend," he explained.

Eliza looked up at him like he was crazy-but then again, perhaps he was. "What he said," she said.

The butler just shook his head, and motioned them out the door.

Eliza sighed as she got into the taxi. "I was just going to say I was your cousin's best friend, but you didn't have to go and make it even more confusing," she explained.

Freddy blushed. "Uh, well, I tried to think of something quickly. I take it it didn't come out right," he said sheepishly.

The taxi drove them back to Wimpole Street. The was a cold silence the whole time. Right before it even stopped, Eliza put her hand on the door of the taxi, opened it up, and got out herself, storming into the apartment.

"Darling! Don't go just yet! I thought you weren't mad at me anymore!" Freddy cried. Swiftly he followed her, sneaking into the apartment before she slammed the door. "Please, don't be cross with me. I didn't mean it, Darling. Honest and truly I didn't!"

Eliza didn't even answer him. She ran up the stairs, fighting back the stinging tears in her eyes.

Professor Higgins was secretly listening to Freddy's pleas. "What did you do this time, Prince Charming?" he mocked as he walked down the stairs. "Did you hurt Cinderella's feelings? Anyone could tell that she was crying as she ran away from you."

Freddy couldn't take teasing anymore from the Professor. Instead of taking out his frustration on Eliza, he took it out on Henry. "Don't you talk to me like that! Sure, you're older and perhaps 'wiser' than I am, but I only give respect where respect is due! You don't deserve it from me. Go ahead, take Eliza as your wife, see if she'd be happier with you. I don't want anymore of this. I'll go home and live the rest of my life there, helping my mother and finding a good paying job. Maybe, just maybe, I'd find something that would one day make me your equal. Maybe then you'd treat me kindly and with respect," he shouted. "I've tried long enough to be your friend and finally got Eliza's friendship that I've longed for ever since that day at Ascot. But you know what, this other girl-oh, I don't want to even mention her-she comes along and ruins it! The world is full of people, all out to get you and destroy you and your hopes and dreams. I won't have you destroy them also! Try, try, go ahead and try! See if I care! I'm leaving, so goodnight!" Placing his hat back on his head, he reached for the doorknob and then suddenly stopped. He sighed. "Why must I love Eliza? It's like a war going on inside me. I'm sorry," he said to Professor Higgins, turning to face him. "Those words just came out. It's not what I meant. My heart is telling me something other than what I spoke. I-I-just-will you do me a favor? Could you just tell Eliza I'm sorry? I'll have things figured out in the morning," he explained.

Henry stared at Freddy in surprise. He didn't realize that he had all that bottled up inside. He never thought that the younger man would stick up for himself like that. Truthfully, he thought he was just a lovesick boy who didn't think things through. Getting over his shock, he looked down at Freddy. "I will. Just go home and don't worry," he said, opening the door for Freddy. Shaking his head, he walked upstairs to go talk to Eliza.