Part 3
In the foyer, Elizabeth looks at her watch again and is about to speak when her phone rings, she looks and sees that it is Ethan. "Excuse me," she requests of Ewen and steps away to take the call.
"Hello."
"Hey, Liz. I'm on the launch that's coming to get you. It's not going to be on time. It's stalled and we are waiting to be towed back to Port Charles for a repair. I told the pilot that it was OK if we don't return to Spoon Island tonight. That's when he said he was picking up a fare – you. He said they can send another launch, but it will be late. I told him I'd call and tell you, since we know each other."
"Thank you for calling. Do you know how long it will take for the new launch?"
"They think maybe a couple hours."
Elizabeth looks over at Ewen before responding, "Tell them not to worry about me, I have a ride back to the city."
"You do?"
"Yes, Dr. Keenan is here with his boat. He's offered me a ride."
"Ewen, that man just won't leave us alone."
Elizabeth becomes confused, "Leave you alone? Why, would he care...and why did you say we? Never mind, you must be with Cassandra."
Ethan interrupts, "How did you know that?"
Elizabeth turns and gives Ewen an arch look, "I have my ways."
"Don't tell Ewen that Cassandra is with me."
"Ethan, he's with me right now, he heard me talking to you. Next time I see you, you're going to have to tell me everything."
She says goodbye and hangs up the phone. "It's alright isn't it, if I take you up on your offer for a lift?"
Ewen directs her into the drawing room, "I only make offers when I mean them.
"I know it's none of my business but why won't you leave Cassandra and Ethan alone?" Elizabeth asks as she sets down the Kholui Lacquer box. She takes the coat Ewen put around her shoulders off and drapes it over the box. Glancing at it she notices that it is missing a button. "Oh you're missing a button. If you have it I could sew it on for you."
"Thank you, but I fear the button is lost. As for Cassandra, I worry about her. She used to be focused on recovery, since meeting Ethan that has changed. I only worry as her physician. Since it's not a secret, I can tell you that she suffers from amnesia and a fascination with Gothic homes. At least tonight, I know she's with someone who will look after her, if she needs it."
"It sounds like a Georgette Heyer novel."
"Classic romance, with me cast as the villain I suppose."
"I don't think I'd cast you as the villain."
"Thank you."
"But it seems as though Ethan has, possibly Cassandra too?"
"None of that helps with her recovery. Thus my dilemma."
"You take a keen interest in your patients. Like me?"
Ewen leans back and then in towards her before saying, "I've never considered you a patient, just someone who needs a little help."
A small thrill climbs Elizabeth's spine at his words. She can't help but smile and changes the subject. "Have you set-up a studio since you've moved in? I always thought the South West tower had the best light and most pleasing view."
"The most pleasing view is subjective," he eyes her up and down, "but I have to agree about the light."
Elizabeth laughs excitedly, "You set up your studio in the South West tower! I want to see! May I? Will you give me a tour? I promise not to peek at any of your paintings."
Ethan smiles back, "You can see all of my paintings but one. Come along, I'll show you."
