Marianna: Mmm.
Ric: What's wrong?
Marianna: I shouldn't be here.
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Ric: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pressure you into anything.
Marianna: No, it's nothing you did, or what we did. It's just --
Ric: You know what? Tell me.
Marianna: You didn't see the way the clerk looked at me when we got here last night, did you?
Ric: No, I was too busy looking at you, why?
Marianna: You know, this place could be really small in more ways than one.
Ric: Hmm.
Marianna: And people know who I am, and people talk.
Ric: Mm-hmm, let them.
Marianna: That's easy for you to say. I mean, you get to leave here.
Ric: Huh. Come on, now. We didn't do anything wrong. You -- you didn't do anything wrong. What's the matter? You don't get to have a life?
Marianna: Huh. You know, I -- I should know my place. And people are going to start looking at you differently, too.
Ric: Well, I'm pretty much hated by everybody in Port Charles, so I think I can take a few nasty stares.
Marianna: It is so hard to believe that people don't like you.
Ric: Yeah, well, I earned their hatred. And I realized that I didn't like myself much back then. And as far as "your place" is concerned, I'd say that is right here in bed. So I'm going to go down to the breakfast room, I'm going to raid it, and I'm going to make you coffee for a change. Okay?
Marianna: Huh. Why are you so good to me?
Ric: Oh -- it's hard for me to believe that anybody could be anything else to you. Stay here.
Marianna: Mm-hmm.
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[Phone rings]
Marianna: Hello? What are you doing calling me? No, how did you know? No, I haven't done it. I can’t. I said I can't! Just leave me alone.
[Noise]
Ric: Oh, somewhere there's a nail in the carpet out there. I just lost it. Well -- well, I got to say that that shirt definitely looks better on you than it does on me. Hmm. So, I got your coffee. I hope it's the way you like it. And what I'm told are the best cranberry and orange muffins on the entire island. You're shaking like crazy. Did something happen while I was gone?
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Marianna: You know, I was looking outside the curtains and I realized how often I walked the beach. And you could see this place from over there. And I -- I've always wondered what it would be like to spend the night here.
Ric: Hey, you -- you know what I realized when we were downstairs? Um -- we haven't really introduced ourselves.
Marianna: Well, I know your name. It's Richard. I heard your father call you that at the coffee shop.
Ric: Oh. And your name is Marianna.
Marianna: Hmm.
Ric: Because I -- I saw your name on -- on your nametag.
Marianna: So what does that say about us?
Ric: Well, that we're comfortable with one another, you know? That we don't need names or -- it doesn't matter what we do or what we have.
Marianna: So what does?
Ric: What it feels like when we do this.
Ric: Hey, you said you're not working today, right?
Marianna: Uh-uh.
Ric: I want you to show me your favorite beach. Okay? And then I'm going to take you to lunch, and I don't want to hear any arguments, okay?
Marianna: You don't have to do this.
Ric: Well, okay, you don't have to come if you don't want to.
Marianna: No, I want to.
Ric: Yeah? Okay. I'm going to go take a shower and -- and get the day started. Unless you want to go first.
Marianna: No, you go first.
Ric: Okay. All right.
[Shower runs]
Ric: Or if you want to save time and water –
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Ric: You know, when I was out before, it was pretty cold.
Marianna: No more than usual.
Ric: No, I don't think you're going to be warm enough.
Marianna: It's okay, really.
Ric: Well, still, I think you're going to be a little warmer in this.
Marianna: What is this?
Ric: I was souvenir shopping for the girls earlier and I passed this window and I saw this and I saw you in it.
Marianna: I can't accept gifts from you. You know, this is turning into something all wrong. You know, have a nice walk.
Ric: Well, where can we meet for lunch?
Marianna: No, you can have a nice lunch at the Copper Kettle. The oyster stew is really fresh.
Ric: Okay, where can we meet for dinner?
Marianna: Nowhere. I have an early shift.
Ric: Oh. Well, then why don't you just stay the night? I mean, it might save you a nice bus ride. Hey, hey, hey. What's going on?
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Marianna: You can't offer me gifts and then make fun of me when I turn them down.
Ric: I wasn't making fun of you; I'm just trying to get you to talk. I'm trying to find out how this wonderful evening dissolved into -- I don't -- I don't know what this is.
Marianna: I'm sorry. I'm ruining everything.
Ric: Okay, look -- no, it's all right. Look, this is not a gift. Just think of it as something in exchange for all the coffee that you've given me, all right? Especially outside of my old family home. It was very cold. Sounds fair, right? Don't you think?
Marianna: Okay.
Ric: All right. Can you get it? Here you go.
[Marianna gasps]
Ric: Huh?
Marianna: It's beautiful.
Ric: Ah, only if it fits.
Marianna: Oh.
Ric: Here. There you go. There you go.
Marianna: Oh.
Ric: How does that feel?
Marianna: I don't think anything's ever made me feel this warm.
Ric: Good. Come on, let's go.
[Phone rings]
Ric: Hmm. Hello? Hello? Oh. Must have gotten the wrong room.
[Ric sighs]
Ric: Oh, that looks great. Come on.
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