[Hearing something she's heard from the others on and off through the weeks hits home more when Natalie says it. She smiles shyly, folding her hands in front of her.]

You helped me a lot, too. If it wasn't for you, I don't think I could have made it as well as I did. Telling me to be more open about how I felt... it's probably what kept me from doing something really, really, really stupid. [She cannot emphasis that enough.]

I didn't know what to do for you, so I picked some books I thought you'd like. The piano seemed like the best place to put them, and... I made a new pie. Cherry and apple. Sweet and tart. I wanted to share the one I made first with you when the doors opened....