Kara and Siobhan meet up at Eve's apartment for a little discussion on the future of their little bookstore.

"So did she ever mention anything about trying to meet up again?"

"No, but I guess we'll just be like those old timey could have beens where we write letters to each other for the rest of our lives."

Once they reach Eve's apartment they take the elevator up and are welcomed in with the faint smell of lavender and cookies baking.

As Eve sets a cup of tea in front of Kara she puts a hand on her shoulder with care, "So what have you decided Kara?"

"I-I've decided I'm going to close the shop. Although I kind of feel like I'm a failure for doing so. It feels like I'm quitting. It feels like….Mom…."

Eve wraps Kara in a hug to reassure her, "Keeping the store open isn't going to keep your mom alive although sometimes I think we all think it does. It's a brave decision."

"Thank you Eve."

Siobhan reaches across the table and squeezes Kara's free hand to show her support in her decision.

Once their tears are shed and cookies are eaten and tea is drank Kara and Siobhan say their goodbyes and part ways.

Later that night Kara attempts to have a date with James for once, the guy she's supposed to be dating but seems to be the most distant from.

They're sitting in a movie theater watching the pre show ads and Kara and James have been going over some small talk when things take a random turn.

James shovels a hand full of popcorn in his mouth as he watches the dancing popcorn on the screen, "I could never date someone who didn't take politics as seriously as I do."

The guy in front of them turns around with a glare, "Do you mind?"

"A hot dog is singing, you need quiet while a hot dog is singing?"

Kara rolls her eyes, "I have something I need to say….I didn't vote."

James nearly chokes on his popcorn, "What!?"

"Yeah, in the last mayoral election, I went to get a manicure and forgot to vote."

"Since when do you get manicures?"

"So I suppose you could never be with a woman who gets manicures."

Sighing James takes another bite of popcorn, "Never mind, forget it, I forgive you."

Kara scoffs, "You forgive me," she stands and leaves the theater leaving behind a surprised James.

The movie forgotten James tries to catch up with Kara as she takes the stairs to exit the building, "Hey, what's going on?"

They start to walk uptown and Kara feels like crying as the cold night air stings her face and all the emotions she's been holding in want to burst out of her.

James stuffs his hands in his pockets and keeps pace at her side, "I know it's been a big week for you, closing your moms shop and all."

"That's not it James, it's just…."

"I know, that was terrible of me."

Kara looks at him confused, "What was?"

"To jump all over you when I'm the one who's really….Oh, god, I don't know how to say this."

"What is it?"

"Come on I'll tell you over coffee."

So they go to the nearest coffee shop, order their coffees and sit at a window seat as they sip their coffee and wait for James to gather himself.

"You're a wonderful person, Kara."

"So are you, James."

"And I'm honored that you want to be with me because I know you wouldn't really be with someone unless they were truly worthy."

"I feel exactly the same way."

James looks at her with a pained look on his face, "Please don't say that, it just makes it worse."

"What? You don't love me?"

James shakes his head no.

"I don't love you either."

"You don't love me?"

Kara just shakes her head no.

James laughs, "But we're so right for each other."

"I know! It's the woman you had the interview with on television isn't it?"

James nods his head yes, "I mean nothings happened yet."

"I think she's a republican."

"I can't help myself! So what about you, is there someone else?"

Kara sighs and just smiles at him, "No, no, but there is the dream of someone else."

Later that night James leaves with a bag of his things and goes home, not hard feelings between the two. Still good friends with a mutual understanding that they didn't love each other back. And Kara can't help but think of NY152.

The next morning The Shop Around the Corner is bustling with customers has Kara is desperately trying to sell everything in the store before they close. One customer comes up to her and gives her a hug, "You know I came here every Saturday when I was a little girl and I remember when your mom gave me Anne of Green Gables, she told me to read it with a box of kleenex. She's looking down on you right now."

"I'm sure she is."

After a long day of trying to sell things Kara locks up for the night and she finds herself at Grant Books, she has to go in a see what it is she's losing her little shop too. The bookstore is full of people, drinking coffee, reading books, and talking to each other with glee. Kara takes a flight of stairs to the second floor where are the childrens books are and the many happy faces of children reading books and having fun makes Kara's heart flutter.

Finding a chair at a children's table Kara takes a seat and almost wants to cry, at least she knows that the future generations of kids will have a big selection of books to read from. Cat Grant spots her and watches her from a distance as Kara overhears a woman asking one of the workers for help.

"Do you have the shoe books?"

They guy looks at her confused, "Shoe books? Whos the author?"

"I don't know. My friend said my daughter should read the shoe books and here I am."

Kara pipes in, "Noel Streatfeild, wrote Ballet Shoes and Skating Shoes and Theater Shoes and Dancing Shoes. I'd start with Ballet Shoes first, it's my favorite although Skating Shoes is wonderful too but it's out of print."

"Thank you."

Kara wipes a few stray tears from her eyes and leaves the store to head home, Cat watching her with sad eyes as she leaves the store.

On Cat's ride home with Alice she listens to her bring up Kara Danvers of all people, "Kara Danvers. I swear its like her name was in the air, Cat. Everyone was talking about her today, Kara Danvers and her situation. And I was thinking that she'd make a great children's book editor."

"What makes you think that?"

"Well, she knows everything and she has flawless taste, she's famous for it. The salesmen swear by her, if she likes a book, it sells."

Cat looks at her finally understanding where this is going, "So you're going to offer her a job?"

"Yeah, well I mean what else has she got to do?"

"What you mean now that she's destitute?"

"Yep, thanks to you."

They pay the taxi driver and head into their apartment building, elegant and fit for a Grant.

"You know I don't see her working for you. Cause she lacks the killer instinct, she's never fired anybody, look at that little shop of hers. Look at all those people at her shop, they've been there forever, until recently when they lost their jobs."

"Thanks to you. Hold the elevator please!"

The elevator clerk holds the door, "Miss Eden, Miss Grant."

Stepping onto the elevator Cat smiles at him, "Charlie."

"You know I love how you've forgotten that you've had anything to do with her current situation. It's so insensitive, it reminds me of someone. Who does it remind me of? Oh, me!"

On that note the elevator suddenly stalls and Cat raises an eyebrow at the elevator clerk, "What's going on?"

"We could be stuck, I hope this thing doesn't plummet to the bottom," Charlie says as he starts pressing all the buttons.

Alice looks at Cat scared, "Can it do that?"

"No it can't," Cat reaches for the emergency phone and waits for someone to pick up, "Hello, this is Cat Grant and our elevator is stuck I need someone to call 911. The fire department, yes, thank you," Cat hangs up the phone calmly and waits.

An hour passes and they're all sitting on the elevator floor, Charlie breaks the silence, "If I ever get out of here I'm asking Daisy to marry me, I love her, I don't know what's been stopping me from asking her."

Alice scoffs, "If I ever get out of here I'm having my eyes lasered."

Cat chimes in, "If I ever get out of here…"

But she's cut off by Alice, "Where are my tic-tacs….what?"

Cat just looks at her with a look of disbelief on her face, a second later the elevator comes to life. After spending an hour stuck in that elevator Cat feel's like her eyes have been opened to everything around her. She grabs her stuff and Ally and goes to her boat house, she leaves Kara an email.

I got home tonight and got in an elevator to go to my apartment. An hour later I got out of the elevator and me and Ally moved out. Suddenly everything had become clear. It's a long story. Full of the personal details we avoid so carefully. Let me just say there was a man sitting in the elevator with me who knew exactly what he wanted. And I found myself wishing...I was as lucky as he.

-NY152

Kara responds back:

People are always telling you that change is a good thing. But all they're really trying to say is that something you didn't want to happen at all….has happened. My store is closing this week. I own a store. Did I ever tell you that? It's a lovely store. And in a week it's going to be something really depressing. Like a baby gap. Soon it will be just a memory. In fact someone, some foolish person, will probably think it's a tribute to this city. The way it keeps changing on you, or the way you can never count on it, or….something. I know, because that's the sort of thing I'm always saying. But the truth is, I'm heartbroken. I feel as though a part of me has died, and my mother has died all over again. And no one….can ever make it right.

-Shopgirl