Jax: You're not listening. Look, just throw out everything you know and look at the big picture. Risk and reward, the only way to win is if you take a chance. Yes, I see the numbers, I just see them differently than you do. Playing it safe in this case is asking to lose.

[Knock on the door]

Jax: Oh.

Skye: Surprise.

Jax: Well, to what do I owe this pleasure?

Skye: Well, I thought you might like to know I'm your new neighbor.

Jax: Oh, so since when have you lived in this hotel?

Skye: Well, I just took the room across the hall from yours. We're neighbors now. Aren't you going to say anything?

Jax: Uh, why?

Skye: Well, putting up with my family just stopped being fun, you know? Monica, Ned, Grandfather, Daddy, they just got simply too tedious for words. So I thought, you know, a little vacation from the mausoleum would be fun if only for a night.

Skye: What makes you think there's more to my being here?

Jax: Skye, you're one of the sharpest women I know. You're in control of your life, you leave nothing to chance, and for some reason, you have chosen my doorstep to show up on. Now, the question is, why? And don't tell me it's to discuss the restructuring of ELQ.

Skye: All right, you've caught me. This isn't quite the carefree, impulsive act that I implied. I guess someone who's so "in control," as you put it, couldn't quite pull that off.

Jax: Ok, so what's the real agenda?

Skye: Well, it wasn't simply tedious at the Quartermaines', it was brutal. I knew my father would be upset when he knew what I did to Grandfather, but what I didn't expect was his contempt. My own father looked at me like I was some kind of stranger, someone ugly and irredeemable. And I really didn't feel like putting up with much more of that, so I packed my bags and I left. So I took the room across the hall from yours when I saw it was available. Call me crazy, but I thought it would be nice to know that I had a friend nearby.

Jax: Well, that version is a little easier to believe.

Skye: Well, that's nice. Look, I just wanted to come by and say hi. It's late and, well, I promise to be a good neighbor.

Jax: Skye, would you care to join me for a glass of ginger ale, neighbor?

Skye: Thanks, but I don't think so. It is late, and I'm kind of tired. I'm just going to turn in. But it is really nice to know that you're so close by.

Jax: Well, good night then.

[Later Jax hears Skye scream and charges to the rescue]

Jax: I heard screams. What happened?!

Skye: There was somebody in my room, right outside the french doors.

Jax: You sure it wasn't a dream?

Skye: Yes! I, no, I, I don't know. It seemed so real.

Jax: The door was ajar. Is that how you left it?

Skye: I, I don't think so.

Jax: It looks like someone was here, all right. What did he look like?

Skye: It happened so fast. I...