"Erik," Jeslyn began, but then stopped, carefully thinking of the consequences of what she was about to ask, "Erik, can I spend the night down here, with you?" Erik was caught off guard by this question, "You mean in the same bed?" "Yes," Jeslyn replied. "If you want to, you know that you're always welcome down here." They kissed. "I need to go up and get something to sleep in, come with me?" He took her hand and began to walk as an answer. The walk up was spent in silent bliss. When they got to the mirror, they saw Devon going through Jeslyn's things, "What's he doing in your room?" Erik asked, with a small hint of menace. "I have no idea, he's not supposed to be in here, and it's my private room, not his." When he came upon the vase with the two roses from The Phantom, his face turned livid. He picked them up and threw them at the mirror, where the vase shattered. Jeslyn jumped, Erik didn't. "What could he be so angry about and why does he have to go wrecking my room?" Jeslyn questioned, mostly to herself, but Erik answered, "My guess is that he's wondering where the hell you've gone and isn't very happy about that fact that he isn't there with you." He put his arm around her waist, "But he isn't going to find you, now is his." He said jokingly as he leaned over and kissed her. Jeslyn smiled up at him as Devon left the room. "Oop, he's gone, let's go." Erik said, picking her up and opening the mirror. He stepped over the shattered glass and set her down where there wasn't something thrown on the floor. "It looks like a tornado came through here," Jeslyn said, starting to pick things up and put them back in their places. Erik helped her. Once everything was back in it's place, Erik went over to the mirror and picked up the two roses he had originally given to Jeslyn. They were starting to die. In fact, they looked almost black. "Do you want to keep these, or should I throw them out?" He asked. Jeslyn took them out of his hand and walked over to her push-pin board and pinned them upside down. "There, now they'll stay as closed as possible as they continue drying. And I'll..." her voice caught, "I'll have them forever." Erik didn't seem to notice that stumble in her words. Jeslyn went over to her dresser and took out a tank top and pajama pants. She didn't tell Erik to turn around, but she herself turned her back to him. However, Erik turned around out of politeness, but could still see her reflection in the mirror which was directly in front of him, the little sneak. When she was done changing Erik turned around, "Ready to go?" he asked quite innocently. Jeslyn looked over his shoulder and could see her reflection in the mirror. She poked him hard in the stomach, "You little weasel," she said jokingly. "What?" he said innocently and looked over his shoulder, playing along with the joke. Jeslyn laughed, "Oh come here and kiss me you big, scary phantom," She said, almost sexually. "Tonight should be interesting," Erik said, after kissing her. He picked her up and they headed back toward their lair.