Allan: Oh, Elisabeta, I thought you would have left by now.
Elisabeta: No, I’m still here, alone, since Marin disappeared without telling me, and so did you.
Allan: I’m really sorry, but I needed to get some air.
Elisabeta: It’s okay, your son Zeke was kind enough to keep me company.
Allan: Zeke? Seriously? Wow. That’s nice of you, Z.

Zeke: Yeah, it wasn’t a problem at all, we had a blast together. Elisabeta signed my notebook and helped me with my homework, we also talked about when I become a great actor like you, then she and I will get married.

Allan: You’re getting married.
Zeke: Yes.
Allan: You and Elisabeta.
Zeke: Yes. We’ll throw a big party, with lots of celebrities as guests, then we’ll move to Sulani, right Elisabeta?
Elisabeta: Er, Zeke, don’t you think you’re too young to think about marriage now?

Allan: Elisa is right, you’re too little to think about those things.
Elisabeta: *To herself*. This kid is too precocious, worthy son of Allan Wilson. I wish it was Lukas who had kept me company, but he’s been busy ignoring me, everyone here has. And that spoiled little brat, Anika, was particularly rude to me. It is so obvious ‘m not welcome here, but why? I didn’t even really kiss Al, that was a totally fake kiss. Aw, I should have left with Marin a while ago. *Pouts*.

---