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BODEN: Previously on
Chicago Fire...

Could this be
Voight-related?
Voight?

VIKAN: When it comes
to gang violence,
the man has a long reach.

I'm gonna push
to fast-track
Peter Mills to Squad.

Sounds like
you guys have all
the answers.

This is Tara Little.
She's a candidate.

She's gonna be riding
along with you guys for
the next few shifts.

Who asked who out?
I'm just curious.

Wait, you did, right?
What?

Yeah, you asked me to
dinner that one night.

Oh, no,
that wasn't a date.

Come on!

Kelly, I wanna know
if you'd like to
have a baby with me.

I'm in.

That you don't have
enough sack to admit
you're sleeping with Heather.

I'm done explaining myself.

You haven't explained
a damn thing!

'Cause you're wrong!

Hey.

So, we're off
and running.

We're what?
(SIGHING)

I went to the doctor's
office this morning,
got my hormone shot.

Oh. Yeah.

Yeah.
How you feeling?

Fine. Yeah.

It's not affecting
me at all.

It just, uh,
it means the, uh,

window for ovulation
is gonna be in
the next couple of days,

so don't make any plans.

And, um,
as soon as these

say that
I'm good to go,

we've got to
get to the clinic

and perform our
respective duties.
(SNIFFLING)

Oh, okay, yeah.

Well... (CLEARING THROAT)
Sorry, I'm just...
I'm really excited.

I can see that.
Yeah.

All right.

Hey.

Hmm?

I am, too.

(CHUCKLING)

Oh! Oh, yeah!
Pecan caramel popcorn!

Let's get
into this before
Herrmann finds out.

Herrmann's gone hunting
with his brother.

It's all the pecan
caramel popcorn
you can eat.

All right!
Sweet!

Who brought
this in?

Uh, the paramedic
candidate

who's riding with
Dawson and Shay.

Oh, yeah, Tara?

Uh, apparently
she spent a couple
of shifts over at 95.

Bob MacElroy, uh,
said she's pretty cool.

What, are you
stalking her now?

No, I'm not stalking her.
(SNIFFING)

I just like knowing
who I'm working with.

Are you
wearing cologne?

(SNIFFING)
No.

Body spray, maybe.

(CHUCKLING)

Hey, Tara!

Hey.

Uh, Severide,
I think Capp's
looking for you.

Nah, I just left him.

TARA: Hi, everybody.

Hi.
Hey!

Did you bring
this popcorn?
'Cause it's amazing.

I am not above
buying people's
affection.

So, um,

I hear that
you are quite
a graphic designer.

So is anyone
with a laptop.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Yeah, I wish
I'd figured
that out before

I racked up $60,000
in student loans.
Uh-huh.

(STUTTERING)
What made you want
to be an E.M.T?

Uh, my roommate's
a paramedic at 35.

I didn't have to
hang out with her
very long

before I realized
the firehouse
is where it's at.

(ALARM BUZZING)

DISPATCHER: Engine 51,
Truck 81, Squad 3,
Ambulance 61...

Here we go.

...industrial accident,
Racine and 15th Street.

(SIREN WAILING)

Hey, what happened?

Uh, worker backed
a forklift into
the shelves

and the whole thing
came down on top
of him.

CASEY: Don't move
the palettes.

Give him a hand
with that.

SEVERIDE: Here,
watch your back.

Hang in there, buddy.
We're going to
get you out.

Coming to you.

Hey, can you
tell me your name?

Phil...
Phil Manfreddi.

Okay. Hi, Phil.

Okay, Phil,

I want you to
breathe slow and easy
for me, okay?

See his nail beds?
How blue they are?
What's that mean?

Shock. He's in shock.

Very good. We're going
to keep his C-spine
nice and straight,

and we need
to warm him up.

Okay, I'm going
to lift your head, hon.

Let's get the spreaders.

Forget the spreaders.
Get the torch in here.

We need to cut
this beam.

Copy that.

Wait, why don't we
try and lift it?

It's too unstable.
Anything shifts,

it'll all fall right
back on top of him.

Hey, is there anything
flammable in these boxes?

No, sir.

SEVERIDE:
Need water over here.

Severide!
Kill the torch!

What?

CASEY: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Look out! Everybody down!

Is it out?
Can't tell. I need
to get in there.

Still smoldering.

This could go up
again any second.

You've got to
move him.

I didn't make it
through the beam.

MILLS: Wait!

Wait, how about this?

It's worth a try.
Hadley!

HADLEY: Yeah.

(PHIL SCREAMING)

Focus on his face
and keep him calm.

All right.

You're going
to be okay, Phil.

Quick thinking,
Candidate.

Gear's all
picked up, Lieutenant.

All right, let's get
back home.

Where's Mills?

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Leave his ass.

You got it.

So then, what's the
difference between

an oxy/acetylene torch
and an exothermic torch?

For starters,
an exothermic
will cut through

a solid block
of concrete.
Cool.

Yeah. Here, let me
show you what
else we use.

(SIGHING)

(CHUCKLING)
He'll get over it.

(BEEPING)

Your lieutenant says
the bathroom needs
a good cleaning, Candidate.

(CHUCKLING)

Hey. Kelly, right?

Yeah.
We have
a mutual friend.

Jennifer Robinson?

She tends bar
at Cubby Bear?

Oh.
She said
to say "hello."

Okay, yeah.
Tell her
I said "hello."

Will do.

It's nice to have
a connection with
someone here.

Yeah, it's a great
group at 51.

I'm sure that
you'll fit right in.

Shay and Dawson
taking good care
of you?

Yeah.

I actually have some
copies to go make
for Dawson right now.

So, I'll see you later.

Sure.

Hey, Otis,
check this out.

My grandparents,
in Madrid.

My grandfather
proposed to her there.
Hmm.

You will never see
Russian grandparents
smiling like that.

(DAWSON LAUGHING)

That place they're
standing in front of

is one of the oldest
restaurants in Europe.

You been?
No. Someday.

I think Molly's
needs a big wooden
door like this.

Something timeless
and beautiful.

How did I know
there was an agenda
attached to this story?

It is a nice door.

Look, Dawson,
now is not the time
to be making

design decisions,
okay?

Herrmann's unreachable
in the woods of
Ontario somewhere.

Yeah, exactly why
now is the time.

Well, we don't
have any money left.

There's a salvage
place I use,

has all kinds of
old structural pieces.

Might take some searching,
but we could take a look.

Really?
Mmm-hmm.

Yeah? All right.
Yeah, sounds good.
Thanks.

Bathrooms are done,
Lieutenant.

Showers need
a good cleaning, too.

Okay.

Uh, can I
talk with you for
a minute first?

In private?

Sure.

(CLEARING THROAT)

I wanted to apologize
for this morning.

I know I screwed up,
and it won't happen again.

But I also want
to formally let
you know that

I will be pursuing
that open opportunity
at Squad.

I heard.

But right now,
you are on truck.

And while you're here,
you better act like it.

Yes, sir.

(ALARM RINGS)

DISPATCHER: Ambulance 61,
laceration injury,
670 North Talman Avenue.

(SIREN BLARES)

So sorry about this.

My husband, Dennis,

he was working
on the garage door

and it just
started opening.

(DENNIS GROANING)

His arm is caught in there.
We're not equipped
for this. Call it in.

SHAY: Dispatch,
this is Ambulance 61.

We need a truck
company to 670
North Talman Avenue.

My shoulder...

I heard the muscle
make a ripping sound.

Okay, we're going
to get you down, Dennis.

Let me support
your weight, okay?

Tara, take hold
of his legs with me.

We're going
to lift him up.

Tara.

I need your help.

Dawson, see if you
can lift the door.

(GRUNTING)

Tara, get up here
and help me.

Lift this, come on.

Dennis,

this is going to hurt
like hell, but it's going
to be quick. All right?

Tell me,
what are you gonna do?

(DENNIS SCREAMING)

All right.
Get me down.

Arelene, my arm!

ARELENE: Sweetie,
you're all right.

(DENNIS GROANING)

DAWSON:
All right, come on.
You can come with us.

Where'd Tara go?
Is she off crying
in a corner somewhere?

Oh, come on,
that was pretty gnarly.

Cut her some slack.

So you and Casey
are going, uh,

treasure hunting
after shift, huh?

Don't even start that.

I got to say, though,
it's just nice to be
back to normal with him.

Normal?

(CHUCKLING)
Normal as in buried
romantic feelings

and unspoken
sexual tension?

Hey, I ran into Mike,

and he says Hallie,
she's long gone,
she's history.

She's off
"finding herself,"

doing some
medical aid work

in South America
or somewhere...

I don't care, Shay.
I got my man, all right?

Hey, hey, excuse me!
Don't touch that.

That's not yours!

Put it back.

How long ago since
that hormone shot?

Just don't mess
with my gurney.

Grabbed a couple
coffees for you guys.

Thank you.
Thanks.

I, uh, saw the doctor
in the hall.

She said you saved
that man's arm.

Well, we got
him here fast.
That's the key.

Yeah.

Quick response
is everything.

Okay.
Okay?

Mmm-hmm.

Mills.

Yeah, Lieutenant?
Come here.

Have a seat.

Pretty good article
on the different types
of cutting torches

and what situations
they're best for.

Cool.
Thanks, Lieutenant.

How are the
classes going?

Good. Really good,
actually.

I couldn't get
into Vertical Rescue
this time around,

so, it's full up.

What are you doing?
You can't stop it.

Where's the defense
in this game?

There is no defense
in paper football.

I get a penalty kick.
Put up your uprights.

(LAUGHING) Ah!

Can someone
please explain to me

why our Truck
candidate is sitting
at the Squad table?

Does Severide know?

Severide's there!

They're all there.
It's a little tea party,

and Peter Mills
is the guest of honor.

Call Lieutenant Brunson,

tell him I want
you in his class.

Great, I will.
Good.

I guess we're
not good enough
for him anymore.

MOUCH: What a slap
in the face.

Mills could use
a lecture on
company loyalty.

I've been here,
what, five years?

Nobody ever
talked about

grooming me
for Rescue Squad.

(LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY)
But Mills, oh, Mills...

Maybe that's because
he's busting his ass.

Bet you a dollar
you miss that.

Make it a beer.

You're on.

Gee, I guess
I owe you a beer.

Chief, you got a sec?

Yeah.

This business about
getting Mills on Squad...

You sure he's ready?

Severide thinks so.

Yeah, I'm sure he does.

Have you talked
to Mills about it?

Yeah, I have.

A real conversation,

or just long enough

for him to say
what you wanted
to hear?

Look, Casey,
I get it.

You're tired of
sniffing out talent

and training them up,
only to have them
poached by Squad.

This isn't
about me, Chief.

And it shouldn't be
about you, either,

or your feelings
of obligation toward
Henry Mills.

Your concerns

are duly noted.

Yeah, no,
I know I missed
a couple sessions,

but, uh, Lieutenant Severide,
he really wants me
to take this class,

so I'm hoping
that there's still
time to jump in.

Yeah.

Oh, that's great.

Great. I'll wait
to hear from you.

Okay.

Hey, what are
you doing here?

Uh, taking care
of some business.

Okay.

I feel like I'm doing
something wrong.

I...

I see the way that
people are looking at me,

and I can just imagine
what they're saying
behind my back.

Ambition makes
people uncomfortable.

You just have
to remind yourself

that you're not
doing it for them.

Yeah, well,
I think it's something

a little deeper, though,
with Casey, isn't it?

What do you mean?
(SCOFFING)

You think he'd be
riding me this hard

if I wasn't with
the girl that he likes?

(CHUCKLING)

You don't know
what you're talking
about, Pete.

You messed up,

Casey rapped your
knuckles for it.
(SIGHING)

You know how
many times Otis
had to mop this house

top to bottom
when he was
a candidate?

Uh-huh.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Cindy!
Hi, Leslie.

How're you feeling?
Fat.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh, Christopher
left a set of
car keys here,

I just need
to grab them.
Okay.

Did he, uh,
call you yet to brag

about how many
innocent birds
he's killed?

(SIGHING) No,
they're deep in
the woods up there

so I don't expect
to hear from him.

Mmm, well, I'm sure
we'll all get an
earful when he's back.

You okay?

Oh, yeah. Yeah,
I just got real winded
walking in here.

That's what I get
for gaining 25 pounds

in the first
two trimesters.

When did the,
uh, shortness
of breath start?

Uh, I guess
it got tricky
about an hour ago.

(STUTTERING) I should sit
a few minutes, maybe.
Mmm-hmm. Yup.

All right, well,
just to be safe,

I'm gonna go
ahead and take
your vitals, okay?

Oh, it's probably nothing.

Yeah.

Everything look okay?
Yeah. Yeah,
everything's all right,

but I just
want to get you
to Lakeshore

and have a few things
checked out. Okay?
Okay.

So just stay here,

take nice, easy breaths,
and I'm gonna go tell
Chief Boden, okay?

Okay.
Okay.

Chief, Cindy's oxygen
levels are way too low.
It could be a P.E.

We need to get her
to Lakeshore, now.

Go. Go!

(SIREN BLARING)

All right, Cindy,
nice, easy breaths.

In and out,
you just relax.

Dawson, she's lost
consciousness.

Call ahead to Lakeshore,
give them the report.

I've got to tube her.

You need my help?

No, just get us there
as fast as possible.

Give me
the intubation kit.

Tara!
Okay.

Come on!

Hurry up!

Hand me the 71/2.

Ambu bag.

Come on, Cindy.

Thirty-eight-year-old female,
26 weeks gestation.

She went unresponsive,
stopped breathing,
and I had to intubate.

She's a friend,
wife of one
of our guys.

Sounds like a P.E.

Let's push T.P.A.
And tell the C.T. Scanner
we're coming.

NURSE: Right away.
We've got her.

She shouldn't be
here alone.

You should
go with her.

You sure?

100%.

Thanks.

Hey, how is she?

The clot traveled
to her lungs.

We did a thrombectomy
and fished it out.

And how's the baby?

The baby is fine.

We're starting her
on blood thinners,

so she'll be on bed rest
for the remainder
of the pregnancy.

But other than that,
she's fine.

Okay.

You can go in
and see her.

Thank you.

Hey, girl.

Get over here.

I'm so glad
you're okay.

Thank you, Leslie.

Of course.

You and Mouch get
a hold of Herrmann?

Yeah, uh,
park rangers
tracked him down.

He's on his
way home now.

Great news
about Cindy.

Thanks to Shay.

(SNICKERS)

Uh-oh.

What'd I do now?
Morning, Dawson.

Hey, Chief Hatcher.

I came by to see
how Tara Little
is doing on the rig.

Uh...

Yeah, she's a nice girl.
Putting in a real effort.

Dawson,

the one thing
I know I can
rely on with you

is the straight story,

and that's what
I'm looking for
here now.

She's not cut out
for a busy house, Chief.

She's game, and has
a positive attitude,

but she just
doesn't have
the stomach for it.

Sounds like
city work's not for her.

Maybe the suburbs.

Thanks, Dawson.

No problem.

Been nice...

Not seeing any
violations with
your name lately.

Keep it up.

I love how solid
all this old
construction stuff is.

Houses were
built to last.

(GRUNTING)

Cool. Let me
check it out.

It's pretty heavy.

I'm sorry,
are you saying
I can't manage?

Ooh, look at
that game face.

Give it to me.
All right.

I got it.

It's fine.

It's not that bad.
Yeah, you look
like you got it.

Okay. No, take it.

Yeah? Sure?
Take it. Take it.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Doors.

Oh, Casey.

Ooh.

This is it.

Yeah, we can
strip it down,

stain it a dark
mahogany or something.

Yeah. It's perfect.

If my mom
sees this hanging
up at Molly's,

she is going
to go nuts.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Let me get this...

Hey.
MILLS: Hey there.

Uh, look, I'm going
to have to blow off
dinner tonight.

Yeah, they're letting me
jump into this Vertical
Rescue class,

and I just can't.
Oh, yeah.
No worries.

Um, we can...
We can do it
tomorrow night.

Okay.
Where you at?

Um, I'm looking at
doors for the bar.

By yourself?

You wanna
wait until tomorrow?
I can help you.

Um, no. I'm good.
Thanks.

Talk to you later.
Okay.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

I always hold up
my end of a bet.

Uh, very
honorable of you.
(LAUGHING)

Am I interrupting
something?

Uh, not really.

Um...

Come on in.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

It was kind of a rough
time when I started
my E.M.T. Certification.

My family thought
I was crazy,

shifting gears
from design.

They support you now?

Not really.

But they will,

as soon as
I show them
I can hack it.

I could tell that
you didn't really
remember Jennifer,

the bartender
I asked you about.

No, I do,
the blonde.

Black hair. Black.

Oh. (LAUGHING)
Nice try.

She remembered you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

When I told her
I was gonna be
working at 51,

she warned me
about you.

She said that you
were just my type,

that I'd have
a hard time
staying away.

Really?
Mmm-hmm.

She's a smart girl,
that Jen.

(DOOR OPENING)
SHAY: What the hell, Kelly?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?
I called you,
like, 10 times.

I must have left
my phone at the gym.

I told you
to be on alert!
I'm in the window!

I...
Now the clinics closed!

Unbelievable.

(YELLING)
Unbelievable!

Hey! I'm sorry.
Hey, listen, Shay!

I'm sorry, okay?

We can go
to the clinic
tomorrow morning.

That's still
in the window,
isn't it?

No, there's no way
to be sure about that!

I got to ask,
is this you talking
or is this the...

Don't blame this
on the hormones!

You can't even bother
to look your phone.

You can't even
think to look at it?

I didn't have it!

A baby isn't
an afterthought, Kelly.

I know that.

Do you?

So I release you
of the obligation.

Okay, save some
for the lady.

Why?
She tanked Tara.

You tanked the single,
attractive E.M.T.

I didn't tank her,
Otis.

I just said she wasn't
cut out for the streets
of Chicago, okay?

They'll probably
move her to Mayberry
or something.

Wrong.
Her probationary status
was revoked, Dawson.

Hey, did you
show Otis?

Uh, no, not yet.

Show me what?
The new door
for the bar.

Oh, Dawson,
I was happy with
the one we had.

CASEY:
Don't worry about it.

I know the guy
who runs the place.

Dawson has
expensive tastes, granted,

but I managed to
talk him down.

(ALARM RINGS)

DISPATCHER: Engine 51,
Truck 81, Squad 3,
Ambulance 61.

House fire.
4800 block West Thomas.

Oh, look, guys,
Mills is going
to ride with us.

(SIREN BLARING)

Severide,
get that gate down.

SEVERIDE: Hadley,
grab the k12.
HADLEY: Got it.

The windows are all
covered up, Chief.

I can't get
a look inside.

(WHIRRING)

Not seeing
a lot of signs of
occupancy here.

Smell a little
skunky to you?

Yep.

Patched into the city
service just below
the weather head.

They're stealing
electricity.

Looks like
we got a marijuana
grow house, Chief.

Give me a small
primary search team,

and be careful in there.

CASEY:
Power's disconnected.

Bring Mills in.
Teach him how to
breach a grow house.

You mind if I run
my own company?

SEVERIDE:
All right, Mills,
pay attention.

Wow.

Watch out
for booby traps.

Don't get tangled up
in wires or duct work,

and keep an eye out
for chemicals or fuel.

Copy that, Lieutenant.

CASEY:
Fire department!
Call out!

SEVERIDE:
Anybody here?

Capp, pick him up.

CAPP: You got it.

SEVERIDE:
Pass him to me.

Watch the glass.

(CRACKLING)
(GRUNTING)

MILLS: What was that?
Sounded like electricity.

DAWSON:
Get him on the gurney.

Okay, we got him.

Where's Capp?
Right behind me.

(ALARM WHISTLING)

Capp!
Hey, hey, hey!

Chief!
Take it easy.

We've already got
two men inside.

Casey, you got
eyes on Capp?

CASEY: Not yet.

MILLS: Capp, call out!

CASEY: Capp,
where are you?

Chief, the electricity
is still on.

Come on.

We're looking
for a secondary
line now. Hang on.

There. Right there.
SEVERIDE: Yeah.

MILLS: Capp, call out!

CASEY: Capp?

Talk to me, Casey.

He's caught up
in some wires.

I can't tell if
they're energized.

Don't touch him!
Stay back.

SEVERIDE:
Casey, the secondary
line is cut.

We're still looking
for other lines.

Can't wait.

Stand back, Mills.

Hey, Casey,
do you hear me?

Get in there!

Help him!

I can't tell
if he's breathing.

Hey.

How you
feeling, Capp?

Smells like
a Phish concert
out here.

(ALL LAUGHING)

We'll take him in
to get checked out.
CASEY: Okay.

Come on. Get up.

SEVERIDE:
I got him.

Rescuing Rescue Squad.

Nicely done, Mills.

Not gonna
miss your ride
this time, huh?

Lieutenant,

how come you never
went for Squad?

Mills,

all the lives we save,
the people we help,

you think they give
a damn which company
insignia we wear?

(BEEP)
DISPATCHER: Truck 81,
are you available

to assist in a
shooting incident?

Truck 81 responding.

(POUNDS DOOR)
We gotta go.

(RADIO CHATTER)

COP: No rush, ladies.
He's not going anywhere.

Territorial dispute.

A couple of
corner boys ran up
and shot him.

Same old story.

How do I
know this guy?

Curtis.

This the guy
who helped Antonio
bust Voight.

Hey, we're too late.

Okay. How's Capp?

He's good, he's good.

No electrical
burns or anything.
They gave him an E.K.G.

Yeah. I know.

(DRILL WHIRS)

So, what does
this mean?

According to Boden,

the DA's office remains
committed to its case
against Detective Voight.

And, after all, Curtis
testimony wasn't the only
arrow in their quiver.

Is that what
you're hearing, Casey?

I thought we were
here to celebrate.

(CHUCKLES)
Exactly!
Come on, guys!

It's time for the
inaugural round of
beers at Molly's.

Hey, Casey.
CASEY: Hey, Shay.

Hey.
Hey, how's
Cindy doing?

She's good.

Herrmann's back,
glued to her side,
which is driving her crazy.

All right guys.
Belly up. Come on.

Oh, wait.
Wait, wait.

What do you think?
(ALL CHEER)

Hey.
To Molly's.

ALL: To Molly's.

Mmm...
SEVERIDE:
It's delicious, Otis.

But are you
gonna chill it
before opening?

I swear
I plugged that in.

Okay, who wants
to see this door?

Me!

Hey, can I
talk to you?

Yeah. Uh...

Listen, about
the other day...
I'm so sorry. I...

About the other day,
listen, I messed up.

Big time.
I know that.

I'm sorry.
(EXHALING) I'm sorry.

I mean, it was
the hormones, I think.

I'm not sure.
But, look, I...

I think I should make
other arrangements,

because, it's like,

our friendship
is one of the only
really good things

I have going on
in my life,

and I don't want
to mess that up.

That's the
silliest thing
I've ever heard.

Kelly...
You're trying to give
me an easy out, I get it.

I do. But I don't
need one, okay?

We're doing this.

Okay?
Okay.

Come here.

I have to admit
it looks pretty
damn good.

Right?

And hey, can you...
I need a picture.

Okay.

Come here.
All right.

MOUCH: I hope this
comes out okay.

I don't have
my glasses.
Just give me this.

All right, guys.
(DOOR OPENING)

Oh.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa!
Whoa, sorry.

Come on, come on!
We're trying to take
a picture.

SEVERIDE: Looks great.
Sorry. Sorry.

All right, guys...

Ready?
(CAMERA CLICKS)

One more.

(CAMERA CLICKS)
Hey, Pete.

Hi. I thought
you had classes
all day.

Oh, I do.
Just wanted to carve out
a couple minutes

to come see
this door.
Looks great.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Ah, I got
to go to
the firehouse.

What for?

I don't know.
See you guys.
See you.

Hey, Tara.

Okay.

Chief?

Come on in, Kelly.
Take a seat.

Lieutenant Severide,

a subordinate
has accused you

of luring her
to your apartment

and trying to force
yourself upon her.

What?

She hasn't pressed
criminal charges as yet,

and we're trying
to convince her

to keep this
an internal matter.

(STAMMERING)
Are you talking
about Tara Little?

What did she
say I did?

You're gonna
want to talk to
your union rep.

See about
getting a lawyer.

I really
appreciate this, Casey.

It means a lot.

I know.

That's why I did it.

Seems like things
are going pretty well
with you and Mills.

Yeah. They are.

He's a lucky guy.

(DOOR OPENING)

Uh, sorry,
we're closed.

Hallie?

Hey, Matt.

What?
(CHUCKLES)

I thought you were
in South America.

I was.
I just got back.

The guys at
the station said
you might be here.

Hey, Gabby,
how are you?

I'm good. I'm good.
You look...
You look great.

Thanks.

Uh, you wanna
grab a coffee
or something?

I'd love that.

All right.