"I don't want you to go see him," Lucas says sadly, frowning his face. He's leaning against the wall and staring at Rita's reflection in the mirror.

She stops abruptly, holding the lip gloss in her hands. She sighs softly before dropping the lip gloss, turning her attention to him afterward.

"Come on, Lucas. He said that he wants to speak with me, I don't know what he wants to talk about, but you know that I have to go see him," She tries to explain to him, but he scoffs and turns his face away.

"I said it! Is this how much you want to see him? Can you...