Ducky is getting a look of fond approval, only slightly spoiled by Erin going to sip at her tea syrup and discovering to her horror that it is, in fact, disgusting. She powers through with all her well-earned Manners but when the cup gets set down it is not picked back up.

"It is the matter at hand, though. See..." Erin turns her head to look at Crabb, and lets her natural expression through; fond, loving, soft - even adoring. "Where I walked out of, I'm dating Crabb here. Have been for a few months now. My fierce flower...and you, Ducky, are the one that got away."