As Roman promised, he would go to Renee and solve the problem that Dean created. He decided there was no need for Dean to be involved until he findx out what was the matter and to what extent was Renee overreacting, if at all. In order to do so, he found a perfect moment when Renee was left alone, taking a break from preparing for tonight, sitting by a catering table and drinking coffee.

At first she didn't notice Roman making his way through the bunch of guys who were way too excited about their soon-to-come performance. When Renee finally spotted Roman and realized it was her he was looking at and planning to have a chat with, she got nervous and felt guilty about the way she acting toward him earlier. It was unfair. Roman had nothing to do with it. But since she didn't want to be around Dean, she had to avoid Roman as well.

When Roman was only few steps away from her, knowing there was no escape, Renee put down the cup of black coffee, stood up, and courageously looked him in the eye. He was taller than her, and although he was a genuinely nice guy, whenever he wanted to look serious, he looked intimidating as well. That made Renee even more nervous and a little scared of him, even though she knew he would not yell at her or act superiorly.

"I'm sorry." She was the first one to speak. "I did not mean to –" She wanted to continue in apology, but Roman interrupted her.

"It's okay. Dean told us it was because of him."

"What did he tell you exactly?" She started to worry, and her mind filled up with overwhelming number of possibilities, from the furthest lies to deepest truths, which even Dean did not know about so that we could not possibly talk about them, but they preoccupied Renee anyway.

"Well, not much," he admitted. "But I know that whatever it is he's done, he feels guilty about it. He's hiding it well, but I'm sure he does."

"I doubt it," Renee opposed in a cold manner. "He sounded pretty assure of the rightness of his decision last time I talked to him. I don't see why he would suddenly see it otherwise."

"Why don't you tell me what is this all about?" Roman asked.

"I can't."

"I know, it's personal," he repeated Dean's words, but it didn't stop him from trying to find out the source of Renee's ignorance of Dean. "Is it something you did? Or Dean? Or some secret that I'm not supposed to know?" he guessed.

"No, it has nothing to do with you," she assured him. "It's my problem that Dean seemed to turn into his business, although it kind of doesn't concern him," she explained.

"Kind of?" Roman lingered on those two seemingly unimportant words of which he was sure that had a significant place in that sentence.

"It's not that simple," she responded, although it really was, she just didn't want to tell him.

"Look, if you need privacy to openly speak about it, we can go somewhere else, away from all these people, but you're telling me what's going on, that's out of discussion." He felt it was necessary for him to put his foot down. She gave him a desperate look in order to soften him up, but he kept being bossy about the matter. He wanted to know the truth and she had to realize there was no other way than to tell him.

Now she had two possibilities, as there seemed to be two different versions. One, the lie she made up to satisfy Dean, or more like kept alive since she wasn't really the one who came up with it, and if it was up to her, she would have scrapped it long time ago, but in order to keep Dean away from the second version, the real truth, the one only Seth knew, she had to go with it. And suddenly she was facing another important decision because it was inevitable that Roman need to be told one of those two possible secrets. As far as a right thing to do, it was supposed to be a simple decision. And Roman certainly did not present a threat if she told him what was really going on. But since he would not be the only one to know, Roman and Seth would gain an advantage and could easily gang up against her; they would be in control. On the other hand, if she was to lie once again, it would get her nowhere, if something, Roman might agree with Dean's advice to Renee not to hang out with Seth, and that would mark the end of Seth's support in the whole being-in-love-with-Dean thing. But if telling Roman she had feelings for Seth was the scenario she would decide to go with, Roman was a smart guy after all, would he even believe it? Then again, would he believe she was in love with Dean? There was only one way to find out.

"Alright," Renee resigned, and cleared her throat to explain everything to Roman. She decided she would tell him right there, in front of everybody; it might not have been a clever choice, but all those people were focused on their own conversations, and their presence seemed to give Renee a comforting feeling, even an encouragement. She certainly did not feel as cornered as she would if she were alone with Roman in a quiet room, far away from civilization. "Last Monday, Dean and I sort of had an argument about advice he gave me. Well, it was not really an argument and it wasn't a piece of advice that he gave me either."

"I don't understand," Roman admitted. He certainly expected her to be more clear about it.

"Dean simply forbade me to do something." She quickly realized after a glance at Roman's face that this was not the right way to explain something. No matter if she wanted or not, she had to start from the beginning, or even better, with revealing the most important part, the source of every single problem she has been facing since the time she finally stopped denying and realized she wanted to be more than just Dean's friend.

"I'm in love with Dean." She made it as simple for Roman to understand as possible.