*WANDERS DOWNSTAIRS TO FIND AN EMPTY ROADHOUSE*

[treehouse_ellen]

*PULLS OUT HER PHONE AND TEXTS*

CROWLEY...

IF YOU WANT ME, I'M AT THE ROADHOUSE...I'LL BE HERE ALL DAY.

PLEASE, HONEY...WE NEED TO TALK.

*HANGS UP AND SETS ABOUT TIDYING UP THE BAR, TRYING NOT TO THINK*