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Primping — As Ella makes herself pretty, Thelma offers a little soliloquy, to say farewell.

Thelma: "We didn't exactly get off to the right start, what with you killing my best friend and all. But we've come a long way since then. I have to say, now I see you more like a sister. Sometimes an evil stepsister, but still the best I've got. I wish you could have met Maya. I think you'd like her. She's funny, intelligent, and beautiful."

Oh, now I'm getting sniffly. Thelma also says Leon's the only truly honourable person she knows (and I refer you back to last week's recap, in which I called Leon the only one with principles, even if he did momentarily lose them to nausea).

Thelma: "I'm glad I met you, Ella Dee. You really are an extraordinary person. I just wish I could be there when you get back to normal. And not just to tell you what a prat you've been these past two days. Maybe we'll meet again."

Well, this is no fun! Where's the oral sex in the dining hall??

The library — Oh, okay, oral sex in the library then. Or at least romance. Maya apologises to Thelma for "freakin' out earlier: I can't help it. When I start to like someone, I become a jealous nutcase." It happens to the best of us, Maya. You should see me when British poets start mentioning their exes! Oh, sorry: carry on.

By way of apology (and by way of a lot else), Maya gives Thelma a gift: a bracelet. It's adorable, but then Thelma says "You were right, though: there's something I need to tell you." Ack.

Maya: "Stop. Before you do, I just wanna say: I love you. Whatever it is you tell me, I mean that absolutely. I love you."
Thelma: "That's exactly what I was going to say."
Maya: "Really?? "
[sweet kiss]
Maya: "You could still say it if you wanted."
Thelma: "I really do. Totally genuinely. Love you, Maya Robertson."
Maya: "Good!"

And then a sweet hug. Never mind that I would be completely suspicious if someone said all of that after saying "There's no easy way to say this." Sigh.

Guy talk — Malachi taunts Leon, suggesting he enjoyed playing out of his league with Ella. Oh, so Ella is in your league, Malachi? And what would that be? The loser league made up of all the people with ridiculous shoes no one wants?

The library of longing — Maya sleeps in Thelma's lap as Thelma cries. In a fit of justice, Thelma goes to the corridor/cellar/whatever so she can spy on Leon and Malachi.

And then she does the unthinkable: she intercepts Malachi as he goes for ice and tells him not to drink the bourbon that Leon has spiked with St. John's Wort.

Malachi: "Why are you telling me this? You're Leon's friend, aren't you? Could it be something to do with the fact that if I die, you disappear? Finally found a reason to live, have you? I knew that Maya's death wouldn't be in vain. It's really good to have you on board, Thelma."

Fucker.

So Malachi and Leon drink, except Malachi doesn't; he philosophises instead.

Ella's room — Thelma cries at the foot of Ella's bed, about all of it.

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