"Eva," he cried, again, into a full lobby. Here Ford was, shirtless in sweat pants without shoes, and he was running out into a lobby full of guests and staff as he tried to head her off.

"You can't go, you can't leave it like this. You didn't even tell me you were coming. And how, how could I have told you Eddie arrived? We haven't -- he arrived. I love him and he arrived and I don't know how you expected me to just tell you that. You told me if I came by your apartment your brother would kick the shit out of me." He breathed our heavily, looking down. "I don't feel good about what I did or how everything went down. But I am sorry and -- we need to talk. We can't just leave it like this. We can't.

"We can't."