Meanwhile at The Mermaid, Marissa knocks at a door which surprisingly does not open to reveal Lady Heather or Luke or anyone else that could cause further drama on the show. Not yet, anyway. Instead, it's Theresa's room, and Marissa announces that she wants to talk. She knows it's weird that she's there, but she needs to know if Theresa is still in love with Ryan. Theresa concludes that Marissa must be to be asking, and Marissa bleats that she doesn't want to be, and that it would be easier if she wasn't. With this, Theresa lets Marissa in.

We haven't gotten the ChinoCam in a while, nor the accompanying requisite grey tones. Ryan drives as the soundtrack softly sings about finding a way back home. He enters a job site which is all very Flashdance, and by that I mean there's lots of welding, as opposed to people running around in off-the-shoulder sweatshirts. Ryan finds Eddie, who suggests that it was a really long drive for Ryan just to come say hello. Ryan admits that he wasn't honest in their previous conversation. They head to a back room together, where Eddies does lots of frustrated sighing and head rolls. He asks why Ryan lied to him, and Ryan says he doesn't know. Ryan emphatically refutes that Theresa is staying with him, insisting that she's working, as her mother said. Eddie grumbles that he popped the question and she ran away...straight to Ryan.

Meanwhile, Mischa Barton is busy attempting to express convincing "surprise" at the fact that Theresa is contemplating marriage. Marissa suggests that Theresa must love Eddie a lot; Theresa doesn't answer.

Eddie asks if Ryan loves Theresa, and Ryan says he doesn't know. But Eddie knows! He does! He wants to take care of Theresa -- does Ryan? Can Ryan? Eddie knows this is a tough situation and he can't tell Ryan what to do, but if Ryan wanted to, he could convince Theresa to come back home. But if not, Ryan had better be prepared to fight for her, because Eddie's not just going to walk away! He pats Ryan on the back, and dismisses him for the long ride back, condescendingly telling him he's got a lot to think about.