The wind picks up and the temperature drops, but Olivia shrugs and heads slowly to the apartment that Elliot is renting for awhile until his divorce is final. Knocking and waiting Olivia stands outside wiping her hands on her jeans.

"Come in!" Elliot yells through the door. Olivia turns the knob and heads in. Elliot is sitting on the couch in sweats looking disheveled and tired.

"Elliot ...when was the last time you slept?"

"Before I got put on extended leave". Elliot gets up and heads to the fridge, "beer?"

"Yeah ", Olivia looks around; beer bottles and clothes are thrown around with papers and files.

"Here-", Elliot hands Olivia the bottle and sits. "how much have you drank Elliot?"

Elliot scowls, "Does it matter?"

"Well yes, yes it does".

"Fine I had about four or more not counting the ones I spilt", he says. Olivia takes a sip of the beer and says nothing as Elliot leans back and takes a swig of his. Five minutes pass and there is nothing, but silence.