Not much had changed when Eve's next visit came, only a month later, they were surprised at how close it was to her last. In fact, this worried them—it worried Eric mostly. He was afraid something had happened that made her stressed. He was afraid throughout the entire first three days of her visit that she was going to have an emotional breakdown.

She showed up and unlike how she looked the previous times she was there, she looked dressed for LA's heat in denim shorts and a light lace chiffon top.

"Hi, Turtle!" she greeted him brightly when he was the one to open the door.

"Hey, Evie! How are you?" he asked, hugging her.

She smiled, "I'm great."

"I'll help with your bags." He said. She only had one suitcase and a small canvas bag, but he grabbed both and led her inside. "Yo, guys! Look who's here!"

"Who's here?" Drama asked, walking out from the kitchen. He had on an apron, so he must have been cooking dinner considering the darkening of the sky. "Hey, Eve!"

"Hi, Drama," she smiled warmly at him and he hugged her. He towered over her small height still. Not much had changed about her. She'd hair looked lighter, but other than that, since it had only been a few weeks, nothing else had changed.

"Eve!" Eric said, walking in from outside. He was putting his phone back in his pocket and he walked briskly over and hugged her. "What are you doing here?"

"Ahh, I just felt like visiting."

"Did… did something happen?"

She raised her eyebrows, "Like what?"

"I don't know… Did… Did you have like, a fight with Benjamin or something?"

"A fight?" she asked incredulously, "No, absolutely not! We're just fine."

"He's okay with you being here?"

"Should he not be? Look, Ben's in Australia to see an old fraternity friend. He said I should visit my family a bit, so I chose you."

"Well who else is there? Everyone else is in New York."

Eve shrugged, "Well, yeah, we just had dinner with Ma on Sunday. But Ben said I should go and see someone, be out of the city a little. So I came to visit you."

"Unexpected."

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

"Like, a huge one."

Eve laughed a little, "Well what is it?"

"We're heading to New York to shoot Queens Boulevard in a week."

Eve smiled, "Well it's a good thing I didn't plan on staying even a whole week. I'm going down to San Diego to see my old friend Sharron."

"I remember Sharron." Eric said, "She was the tallest friend you had. Like, six feet."

"She could be a model." Turtle said, "E, maybe she needs management."

Eve laughed and Drama said, "Didn't Vince fuck Sharron?"

"Wouldn't surprise me." Eric said. Eve rolled her eyes.

"So where is Vince anyways?"

"Upstairs." Eric said.

Eve looked over to the staircase, "Well why don't I go say hello to him?"

"That's not a good idea!" Drama said quickly as she headed over, "Honestly, Evie, he's with someone up there and it wouldn't be good for you to interrupt…"

He was cut off and she was stopped short by loud moans and screams coming from Vince's room. Eve turned around and went back to them, and sat down on the couch. "Okay, then." She laughed lightly.

"So how're you and the guy?" Drama asked, sitting next to her. She seemed to start a little but was cool and collected in a flash.

"We're great." She smiled sincerely, "He's gonna take me on a vacation to Fiji between Christmas and New Years."

"You guys are gonna be about a year by then, right?" Eric asked. She nodded proudly.

"About ten months," she corrected, "But I'm so excited. I could use some relaxing on the beach."

"You can do that here." Turtle pointed out.

Drama added, "You could relax on the beach all the time if you opened a restaurant here."

She chuckled, "I'm not thinking about expanding yet."

"Don't you wanna be closer to us?" Turtle asked.

Eve smiled, "It's so appealing, but I don't have that much money for another restaurant yet."

"How'd you open the first then?" Eric asked, "Who invested to make you able to create the restaurant?"

"The publisher of my cookbook. He's so nice, he really believed in me."

"So why doesn't he invest again?" Drama asked tactlessly.

She rolled her eyes, "I barely just paid him back, like… Last month! I can't ask him for more!"

"I'll invest!" Drama said, "We want you here."

Eve was about to respond when Vince came into the room, wearing just a robe, and asked, "What are we talking about?"

Eve, since her back was to Vince, turned and smiled, "Hey there!"

"Hey, Eve!" he exclaimed, "Come here and hug me!"

She got up and he enveloped her in a big hug, and then kissed her cheek. "Hey, Vin, how's it going?" she asked in a laid back voice.

"Umm, pretty good… Where'd it go?"

Eve raised an eyebrow, "Where did what go?"

"Your accent!"

Eve laughed and sat down. Vince sat next to her and she rolled her eyes, "I still have it, Vincent. I live in Manhattan you know."

"It doesn't sound as Queens as it used to be."

Eve scoffed, "Oh please! You don't have any Queens left at all! You don't have any accent left at all!"

"It's because I'm an actor."

"Bullshit!"

Eric interjected, "It comes out sometimes."

"Quit defending him. He's lost all traces of New York, and—"

Vince cut her off by putting his hand over her mouth. She struggled for a second before going still and furrowing her eyebrows to make her look angry. Vince laughed and said to her quietly and in a thick New York accent, "I am as New York as ever now, baby."

Eve's expression showed nothing as she turned her head to look at Vince. His hand slipped from her mouth and landed on her hand. Eve stared into his eyes. Suddenly, she started. "Oh my God, I forgot to call Sharron!"

"Sharron, your old friend?" Vince asked as she pulled her phone out.

Eve nodded and glared at him warningly a moment before dialing the number. She muttered, "God, what a fuckup I am…"

She left to the balcony and they saw her begin to chat away with her old friend. Vince got up and went to the kitchen, and Eric followed.

"I saw that." Eric told him.

"What?"

"Vince, quit fucking with me. More importantly, quit fucking with her. Eve is in a committed relationship, and you just got done having sex with a girl upstairs. More importantly, Eve is in a committed relationship, so quit flirting with her, touching her, and doing whatever else with her. Do not fuck with her… Or me!"

Vince nodded, "I'm sorry…"

"Well I don't believe you because you do it every time she visits."

"It's just so tempting."

"Well let me make this clear." He started, "Eve is off limits. She's got a boyfriend. You're my best friend, and you can't fuck my sister. Okay?"

Vince nodded, "Okay, I promise I'll stop."

Eric rolled his eyes and exited the kitchen, "Yeah, as if you'll keep that promise…"