Evan's calling Emily. "Hi, Evan," Emily said. "Hello, beautiful. How are you?" "I'm about to be better." "Why?" Evan asked. "Evan, I think there's someone at your door," Emily told him. "Wait, what? How do you know?" "Evan, open the fucking door." Evan ran down the stairs, making an Indian call all the way. He opened the door and found Emily. Evan smiled and she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a big hug. He kissed her. "I thought I was going to die being away from you. I couldn't handle all the rest of the week," Emily said. "I'm sorry, baby," Evan said. "It's fine. I just had to see you though. After our movie "date", I officially realized how desperate we were." Evan laughed, "I thought it was enjoyable." "Oh, trust me, I thought it was amazing, but wouldn't you love to go see it together, like, next to each other?" Emily asked. "I'd love to." Evan grabbed her hand and got down on one knee. "Miss Emily, will you go see Terminator Salvation with me?" he asked. "I would love to do that." She tried not to smile but couldn't help it when he started hopping across the floor like a frog. Tom walked in. "I heard someone scream," he said. "That would be Evan," Emily said pointing. "When isn't it?" Tom asked. "Wait, Emily! What are you doing here?" "I missed Evan. I'm starting to regret it, though," she said, slyly pointing at him. Tom laughed and sat down on Evan's back. Evan's hands fell out from under him and he hit the floor. "You can do it, Evan," Tom said. Emily burst out laughing. "Help me," Evan said, fake-gasping for air. "He's so big." Emily walked over and rolled Tom off of him. She helped get him up. "I'm going to befriend a fatty and then make them lay on your back," Evan said. "Sure," Tom said laughing and walking out of the room. Emily laughed, "You guys are too silly. Are you alright?" "I'm fabulous," he said. "Now, can we please go waste $16 of my dollars?" "Anytime, baby," Emily said smiling. "Trust me, I know I can count on you." She hit him. "Well, if you don't want to go spend your precious money, then we can stay home." "Never!" Evan said. "I'll race you to the car." Then he took off running. Emily just rolled her eyes and kept walking. "I beat you!" he said once he reached the car. "I wasn't even running, Evan!" Emily said laughing. "Trust me, I know. You should really work out," Evan said. She took off running and started chasing him around the car. She grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled him back. "Agh! Don't kill me!" he said. She leaned in and kissed him. "I should talk about you more often," he said. She hit his chest with her left fist, but kept her right tight around his shirt. "I love you so much, Evan," she told him. "I love you more, Emily." "Not possible," she said sighing. "Call it even?" he asked. Emily nodded, "Even."