[ As the girls have their fun, Eddie slips outside of the shop to smoke a cigarette and check his phone. Understandably, it's been blown up with texts from Steve, Robin, Nancy, and several more of his friends. Eddie flicks through them, answering none. These are things that can wait until tomorrow, far more important matters lay ahead of them tonight. He makes a phone call, arranges the last important piece of their evening.

When he comes back inside, Chrissy is upstairs fussing with makeup, and he's there to take the bags from Heather. He smiles at her, both grateful and sheepish. ]

She's safe with me. [ It's all he can manage to say, and it says so much yet nothing at all. Eddie leans over to exchange kisses to Heather's cheeks while she does the same for him. It's true that she did owe him a favor, but she's gone above and beyond tonight. ] Thanks for all your help.

[ He's just come back from dropping the bags off at the car when Chrissy returns from upstairs. Eddie is sure he feels his heart stop, frozen in the moment of emerging like a true vision of beauty. Part of him wants to cry at the sight of her, overwhelmed by her effortless beauty. ]

You look amazing.

[ He pulls her back to kiss her, deeply, only interrupted by Heather clearing her throat to remind them that she's still in the room. ]

Thanks again, Heather. We'll get out of your hair now.

[ And with that, Eddie is taking her by the hand, leading her back out to the car. Vince pulls away from the shop once they're settled inside, already aware of the plan. ]