Kirsten sat alone at the table on the patio of the café, tears slowly running down her cheeks. A couple minutes later, their waitress arrived with two plates of food and placed one in front of Kirsten and the other across the table. Then the waitress realized that Kirsten was crying.
Waitress: Ma'am, are you okay?
Kirsten managed a smile and wiped her tears from her face.
Kirsten: I'm all right, really. But um…I've got to go, so here you go.
Kirsten reached into her purse and pulled out some money and handed it to the waitress. With that, Kirsten got up and started walking back to the hotel.
Back in Newport Beach, Ryan, Marissa, Seth and Summer were all sitting in the living room watching a movie, when suddenly the doorbell rang.
Seth: (Not taking his eyes off the TV) Ryan can you get that.
Ryan didn't hear Seth because he was far too preoccupied by Marissa who was sitting on his lap, and the two were making out.
Seth: Ryan…
Seth turned and looked at Ryan and found him to be distracted.
Seth: Don't worry, I'll get it.
Ryan and Marissa parted in enough time to look over at Seth and be confused about what he was talking about. Seth got to the front door and opened it.
Seth: Hello?
Man: Hi, I'm Detective Sullivan with the Orange County Police.
Seth: Okay.
Detective Sullivan: This is the Cohen residence…isn't it.
Seth: Yes it is.
Detective Sullivan: I need to speak with a Mrs. Kirsten Cohen.
Seth: That's my mom…uh, both my parents are in Italy at the moment…on vacation.
Detective Sullivan: Really.
Seth: Uh…was that a question, or…
Detective Sullivan: When are they coming –
Ryan came up behind Seth, curious as to who was at the door.
Ryan: What's going on here?
Seth: This is Detective Sullivan, he's looking for my mom.
Ryan: What do you want with Kirsten?
Detective Sullivan: I just have a few questions for her.
Ryan: About what?
Detective Sullivan: Her father's company.
The Detective then turned towards Seth.
Detective Sullivan: Do you know how I can get in touch with them?
Seth: Um…
Ryan: They're on a vacation. They don't want to be bothered.
The detective looked over at Ryan quickly.
Detective Sullivan: I see.
The Detective then reached into his pocket, pulled out his business card and handed it to Seth.
Detective Sullivan: See that your mother gets that. Please have her call me when she gets back.
Seth: No problem.
The Detective then gave one more look at Ryan and then turned and left. Seth closed the door and turned towards Ryan.
Seth: You really don't like cops.
Ryan: I really don't.