Steffy struts on the beach while Wyatt snaps photos; Liam looks on in disgust. Wyatt mentions his name as someone sulking around and then apologizes and says he will not mention him again. Eric returns to his suite to find a table full of flower arrangements. Liam ends up at Eric's door who knows this cannot be easy for him to be around Wyatt and Steffy. Liam comes up with a slogan for a t-shirt "my life was fuller without Quinn Fuller." Liam says fixing his life seems impossible right now so that is why the charities. And he is grateful that Eric is not reading him that do not fool with Steffy speech. Eric says there is not a man in this world who has probably not got hung up on the one he shouldn't. Quinn catches a taxi and is taken to the hotel. Eric calls her and says he did not end their relationship very well. He wants to thank her for pushing him to get the CEO position back. It's the best thing that has happened to him in a long time. They both say they miss each other. She asks him to go down by the water and look into it and think of her. Liam goes down to the shore and orders a drink, still paying more attention to Steffy and Wyatt kissing and taking photos. He is not having a good time. Eric walks up and says he has a date with the beautiful Mediterranean. Liam also walks the area while thinking of his times with Steffy. She is covered with a shawl and a big floppy hat but Liam suddenly thinks he has spotted Quinn and takes off after her. He runs up to Wyatt and snatches his phone and accuses him of hearing from Quinn because she is here as they speak. Wyatt asks if Elvis was with her. Steffy tells him she knows he may feel Quinn is haunting him but it is not real. Eric looks up and there is Quinn. She says she is here only if he wants her to be. He kisses her so I take it that is a yes.
[Singing in French] Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! [Singing in French] [Speaking in French] Quinn: Excuse me. Excusez-moi. Taxi! Hello. Bonjour. Merci. Wyatt: So, are you good? Steffy: I'd call this "perfection." Wouldn't you? Wyatt: Yeah. I would call it "perfection," if Liam wasn't sulking around here, maybe gave us a minute to ourselves. Steffy: Wyatt. Wyatt: What? Steffy: Please. Wyatt: Did I just bring up -- Did I say his name? I-I did. Okay. I'm an idiot. I won't do that again. Steffy: Good. Wyatt: I'm gonna live in the moment. Right now, the moment's pretty damn good. [Waves breaking in distance] Wyatt: Whoo! Whoo! Wyatt: Whoo! [Doorbell rings] Liam: Hey. Eric: Hey. Your brother and Steffy are down at the beach, I think. Liam: Uh, yeah. Yeah. I know. Eric: Not the easiest trip for you, is it? Liam: I-I don't know what I'm doing. I just wanted to come by and congratulate you again. Eric: Well, please do. Come in. [Both chuckle] Liam: Whoa! Oh! It's -- It's so bright. Eric: Yeah. Liam: I planned to come over here and fanboy all over you about your speech, but it looks like the whole city of Monte Carlo beat me to it. Eric: Well, they've been very kind. Liam: Kind? Oh, they've been kind? Eric: Yes, they have. Liam: Kindness has nothing to do with it. It was riveting and powerful and -- and funny. It was funny. Eric: Well, the fact is I actually enjoy public speaking. Stephanie used to say that I enjoyed the sound of my own voice, but she was wrong about that -- absolutely wrong. Liam: You know, can I tell you something? Eric: What? Liam: I had never heard that point before about clothing and culture and protest, you know? 'Cause what you said is absolutely true -- that when we feel defiant, when we feel passionate, when we have a message, we -- we paint it on ourselves, you know -- on our bodies, on our faces, and we wear it on our shirts. Eric: Sometimes we drop our trousers and moon the crowd. Liam: [Chuckles] Well, that is also an option, yes. That's, uh... Hey, I've got an idea for a T-shirt I'm thinking putting out there. It's gonna say, "My life was Fuller before I met Quinn Fuller." Huh?! What do you think, right? 'Cause she pushed your niece off a bridge and got your son tossed out of a helicopter. Can I sign you up for one? [Indistinct conversations] Quinn: Allons-y, s'il vous plait. Eric: So, what are you gonna do? Liam: Do? Eric: I mean, the situation seems...completely untenable. Liam: Let me put it to you this way -- the idea of fixing my life seems so impossible to me at this point that I'm starting a foundation to fix the world instead. It's more manageable. Eric: I'm sorry, Liam. Liam: Thank you. And I know you can't say much. She's your granddaughter. You were at their wedding. But, hey, if you don't give me the whole "respect marriage" speech, I think -- I think we're good. Eric: Is there a man anywhere in the world who hasn't wanted a woman who's absolutely forbidden to him for one reason or another? I've done that. A younger man might judge you -- maybe even a younger version of myself, for that matter, you know? I can tell you that time heals all wounds, but they don't all heal properly. The one thing that life does reliably well is surprise you. I've learned not to expect anything but the unexpected. Wyatt: I told you our life would be good together, from our perfect wedding in Malibu to the Cote d'Azur, huh? Steffy: Yeah. It's not bad. Wyatt: It doesn't suck. Steffy: Mnh-mnh. Wyatt: Except that I got to share you with a couple million followers. That's -- I don't know. Steffy: Hey, that is my public. Wyatt: Well, I know. We got to do what we got to do. But in private... Steffy: [Chuckles] Wyatt: ...I get you all to myself, which is kind of a turn-on right now. Steffy: What are you doing? Wyatt: What? I'm just coming -- There's something here -- Steffy: [Laughing] Do not. Wyatt: You got something here. Steffy: We're not in private. Wyatt: What? Well...we can be in private. Steffy: I am -- Excuse me. Wyatt: What? Steffy: I am trying to work on my tan, and I'm sweating. I'm sweating. Wyatt: Where? Where are you sweating? I'll show you sweat. Those people aren't even looking. Nobody's even watching. Nobody even cares. What? Okay, fine. Later. In a minute. I don't want it. I don't want it anymore. Mnh. I just -- Steffy: [Laughs] Wyatt: Huh? What? Eric: Rosé, s'il vous plaît? Our local? Eric: Bon. Quinn: [Sighs contentedly] [Cell phone rings] Quinn: Eric. Eric: Is this a bad time? Quinn: No. That was yesterday, when you broke up with me. Eric: Yeah. Yeah. I'm sorry. I didn't handle that very well, did I? Though you have to know that breaking it off is the right thing to do. Quinn, I want to thank you. I want to thank you for pushing me to take C.E.O. back. It's the best thing that's happened to me in a long time. Quinn: Well, I do excel at suggesting the obvious. How's the reaction been? How did the speech go? Eric: Well, the speech and I were both, uh, thunderously well received. Quinn: I'm so glad. I just -- I wished... Eric: Yeah, me, too. I miss you, too, Quinn. Quinn: I'm sorry. Can you say that again? Eric: Thunderously well received, I said. Merci. Quinn: Mm-mm-mmm. Surrounded by fans and groupies, no time to yourself? Eric: No. You know what I am? I'm like this old, ornate statue of some old ancient character. You know, people admire me, they pause for a moment, then walk on by. Quinn: They're intimidated by you. Eric: Maybe I should wear a party hat. Quinn: [Chuckles] They see you as a monument to something greater than themselves. Eric: All I ever did was follow my passion. Quinn: For design? Eric: For the bodies of women. Quinn: Well, I would offer you mine, but... Eric: Yeah, I wish you were here for that. Quinn: I could be. Eric: Well, there's the little matter of about 6,000 miles, you know. Quinn: What are you doing right now? Eric: Sitting here looking out at the Mediterranean. You know, the color of this water is the same electric blue as your eyes. Quinn: Will you do something for me? Eric: Is it illegal? Quinn: [Chuckles] Would you please go down to the sea, look into the water... and think of me? Eric: That I can do. [Both laugh] Bartender: Are you expecting someone? Liam: No. No. Bartender: Traveling alone? Liam: No. I'm here with, uh, my brother and his wife. Bartender: Having a good time? Liam: Nope. Steffy: Put it down. Wyatt: What? Why? Why? Steffy: Because some things are better left private. Wyatt: Those are the things that people want to see the most, okay? Just do it. Just do a couple. Hey! Hey! Hey! Steffy: I will throw it in the water. I will throw it...in... the water. Eric: No, no, no. Don't do that. Steffy: Hi. Eric: He'll just buy another one. Steffy: [Laughing] Granddad. You want to join us? Eric: No. I have a date. Steffy: A date? Eric: Yes, with the beautiful Mediterranean. Excuse me. Wyatt: [Laughs] Right? I'm so glad he's here. Can I have my phone back, please? Singer: Notes on a page evolve into rage trying to find the words to say what I've been thinking I spent all night working so hard to write but by the time I got it right I looked You were gone Well, the melody was perfect but all the while, I was blind Without someone to listen there's no reason or rhyme And now I write here alone so you'll finally know how you and I became the song that never played And the melody was perfect but all the while, I was blind Without someone to listen there's no reason or rhyme Now I write here alone so you'll finally know how you and I became the song that never played Notes on a page have all been erased trying to find the words to say what I've been thinking Liam: No. No. No. No. Wyatt: Mmm. Gazpacho? Crudité? Steffy: I'm more of a carpaccio kind of girl. Liam: Hey! Hey! Have you heard from her? Wyatt: Who? Come on! Liam: Did she call you? Did she? Is she here? Wyatt: Who are you talking about? Liam: Quinn. Steffy: What? What? Wyatt: What are you talking about? Liam: Yeah. I j-- I swear I just saw her on the promenade, but -- but then sh- she was gone. I don't know. Wyatt: Was Elvis with her? Liam: I'm not being funny right now, Wyatt. Steffy: What would be the point of her being in Monaco? Liam: I don't know. In reality or in her mind? Wyatt: Okay. Bro, don't do this right now, all right? Steffy: Stop. Stop, okay? Look, I know what you're going through, and it may feel like she's haunting you, but it's like post-traumatic stress. There's no way she's here in Monaco. Wyatt: Can I have my phone back, please? Quinn: What are you doing right now? Eric: Sitting here looking out at the Mediterranean. You know, the water is the same electric blue as your eyes. Quinn: Would you do something for me? Go down to the sea and look into the water and think of me. Quinn: Hi. Eric: Hi. Quinn: So, are they the same color blue? Eric: You're here. Quinn: Only if you want me to be.