Elliot Blumeburg pulls his car around the back. He's sweating, desperately trying to keep the anxiety away. He quietly opens his car door, trying so hard to be inconspicuous as he walks up to the door of his side-chicks house.

He knocks on the back door to her house, trying so hard to keep his hands from shaking. He needs her right now. He needs this escape from his billionaire CEO life.

"Babe?"

He asks, knocking again. His voice is shaking.