"You don't look upset."

Olivia studied Veronica. She was trying to look serious, but she couldn't hide her smile.

"You're going to be mad, so I'm apologizing now."

"For what?"

"Fitz is here."

"Your Fitz...why would I be made about that?"

"They're both here."

"What!"

"I'm sorry Olivia. He had to see you, and you're not answering his calls."

"Why would you bring him here?"

"He wants you. He wouldn't stop calling my phone asking me to call you. When I ignored his calls, he showed up at our new house. He wasn't leaving until I called you. I sent you texts, and we got a flight. Of course my Fitz wasn't letting me go to another country without him."

"Veronica I left California to get away from Fitz. I told him to go hook up with you."

"What...you want me to have sex with my friend? I'm not that kinky."

"You two are in love with each other."

"Umm no. I really care about Fitz, but I wouldn't date him. He's too reclusive. I would go crazy sitting in the house reading books all day. He hates noise. My Fitz is everything your Fitz is not. We're both loud and we like to have fun. Our new house is perfect for us."

"I thought you weren't happy with my coworker."

"He wants me in the entertainment industry. I'm considering taking the role on the sitcom. It's a secondary character, so I won't have to be on the set every day."

"You said you're not going to the Golden Globes."

"I don't want to go to anymore award shows. I don't want the attention. You now how the media is with their news stories."

"Where is he?"

"In the lobby waiting for you. We're going to dinner."

"I don't want to go anywhere with Fitz."

"You're going. I dropped everything to come to Toronto. I don't care if I have to drag you out of this hotel room."

"You can't move me. We're the same size."

Veronica turned around when she heard a key in the door. It was her Fitz.

"How did you get a key?" Olivia asked.

"The girl at the front desk is an Olitz fan."

"I don't want to go anywhere. I'm staying in my hotel room."

"He's not leaving until he sees you."

"I told him we need a break from each other."

"He gave you a week."

Olivia wasn't dressed for a restaurant, and she hadn't planned on going out again until tomorrow. She didn't want to change out of her silk pajama pants and comfy sweater.

"I'm not dressed for dinner."

"Your sweater is fine." Fitz said.

Olivia knew if she kicked them out they wouldn't leave. Fitz whispered something to Veronica and she laughed. He looked at her and waited.

Veronica took a deep breath and started singing really loud. The noise was loud enough to disturb the other guests.

"She's going to keep singing until you come downstairs."

"You are crazy!" Olivia said.

"Are you coming downstairs!" Fitz asked.

"Yes."

Veronica laughed and Olivia pushed them towards the hall. They were going to get her thrown out of the hotel. She quickly changed into jeans. She wasn't trying to look nice for him. He noticed her as soon as she stepped off the elevator and stood to greet her. Olivia held her hand out for a handshake. She didn't want to be informal. He shook his head no and pulled her into his arms.

"This doesn't mean anything."

Olivia tried to break their hug. He wouldn't let go.

"I'm not letting go."

They stood like that for a few more seconds until Olivia complained.

"You're going to a restaurant."

"No, they are. We're staying here."

"You need to get your own hotel room."

"We are going upstairs. If I have to go to the front desk and claim to be President Grant for your fans, I'll do it for a key."

Olivia knew he could. There was no point in arguing in the lobby.

"Okay. We can go upstairs."