Instantly, Olivia felt sick. She wasn't sure if she was going to pass out or throw up - or both. She took a deep breath to clear her head and calm her nerves. There's something I need to tell you, she said.

Oh-okay...do you - do you want to sit down first?, Elliot stammered.

No, I think I'd rather stand for this one, Olivia replied. Elliot, I - I, um - I wrecked your car. I wrecked your Mustang.

Everything was silent for a moment, as if time had stood still. Olivia looked down at her feet, on the verge of tears. He hates me now, I'm sure of it. He'll never speak to me again,' she thought.

Finally Elliot spoke. Are you okay?, he asked, sounding concerned.

Olivia stared at him with a look of utter shock. Elliot, I wrecked your car. I totaled your car. Your precious baby, your fifth child..., she trailed off. And you're asking me if I'm okay??

Liv, I can always replace the Mustang - that's no big deal. But I can never replace you, he replied.

Olivia was sure she was going to cry now. Oh, Elliot, she said, giving him a big hug. Right back at'cha, partner.

Elliot smiled and hugged her back.

Meanwhile, across the room, Munch chuckled and said into the phone, Its ok, bro...yeah, we won't be needing your services after all...thanks, though...yeah, see you at the next reunion...bye.