She has no idea how much she annoys him. He is only tolerating her because she's the lead in his play and wouldn't be able to find anyone else in short notice if she were to leave, and he knows that even she can't capture the essence of Clare Edwards. Even his play doesn't portray to what extent Clare actually meant to him. What she still means to him.

Imogen walks over to Eli. She smiles sweetly and says, "I've been practicing during every spare moment I have. I think the audience will wonder whether I'm the real Clare Edwards, only with a mask."

She's so weird, Eli thinks. "That's great, Imogen. Keep it up."

She stands closer to him. "But unlike her, I wouldn't hurt you, Eli. The play about us will be like a fairytale."

"Imogen, fairytales aren't real. Look, I need to make sure the set's coming along, so I'll talk to you later."

Eli has grown tired of making up excuses to avoid Imogen, but there's nothing he can do. She seems to have the idea that they will end up being together, that she'll be the next Clare in his life. But that won't happen; Clare Edwards is irreplaceable.

Eli sees Jake painting a sign, and he's speaking to someone. Jake is unaware that he is being watched. Eli tries to overhear what he's saying.

"I was thinking about cooking for her," Jake says. "She'd like a home cooked meal."

Eli feels disappointed. He wishes he had been able to cook dinner for Clare sometime during their relationship. He wonders if these little things would have made a difference; if she would have stayed.

"I'm over her house most of the time, anyway, so it won't be weird to just start cooking something," Jake continues.

Eli doesn't recall being "over her house most of the time." They went out on dates, or they hung out with Adam, but Eli never thought to consider Clare's house a second home. He realizes that Jake is in on what Eli missed out on. Eli wishes he did things differently.

He looks at the door, and he sees Clare walking towards him. He's less disheartened now, and she looks as though she's smiling at him. Eli immediately smiles back. He straightens up and says, "Clare!"

"Hi, Eli," Clare says, but she walks past him to go to Jake.

Eli's heart sinks again. He expected a little more than a simple greeting from Clare. He hoped she would linger on for a moment more.

He watches Clare as she approaches Jake, and he watches Jake as he beams at her. He can't help but watch Jake as he pulls Clare into a tight embrace and sweep her into a long kiss. He doesn't remember kissing Clare with that kind of passion, and Eli is now regretful.

"Eli, don't do this to yourself," someone says next to him. It's Fiona.

"What am I doing?" Eli's eyes haven't left the honeymooning couple.

"This, watching her," Fiona answers. "It's so masochistic."

Eli smiles sadly. Then he says something that Fiona doesn't have the heart to refute or respond to, "I blew it."