Max: the ride out here was horrible; she didn't said a single word. He tried to apologize and got a stony glare for his trouble: Maria's going to kill him: as he spreads out the blanket and sets out the food, he decides to try again… "Liz, I ah…I acted like an idiot. I never meant to spoil everything like this. I just couldn't stand the way he was talking to you. You deserve better. Is there anyway I can make things right? I just want you to be happy. Please tell me, what can I do?" Liz: very distressed {why am I mad at him? He's right all he did was stand up for me. Sean was a complete jerk. Why did I pay any attention to Sean in the first place? He is not my type. He's not what I want. I want Max, but I can't have him, can I? Tess hasn't left. I don't think she's going to. She's getting pretty settled in at Kyle's. If nothing else, I think she would stay because of Kyle. God, even after seeing me with Kyle, he still cares! He was so cute this afternoon. I didn't know if I wanted to hug him or hit him. But is it safe? Would it ever be safe? Is that what I want, to be safe? My head says yes, but what does my heart say?}: looking at those eyes filled with sorrow the last of her anger evaporates brightening her mood greatly… "You're right, he was a jerk and I'm glad you stood up to him for me. Thank you. Now let's see what Maria had on the menu for us this afternoon."

Max: he is amazed: they talked and laughed their way through lunch: it has been so long since he has been able to just be with her and relax; be himself: he misses it; he misses her: here they are laying on a blanket watching the clouds roll in and listening to a Sheryl Crow CD; not a care in the world: he never wants it to end: in typical guy fashion… "Hey Liz, did Maria put anything in there for dessert?"

Liz: "Let me check." She starts laughing… "Yep, leave it to Maria. I knew it. Strawberries and whipped cream want some?"