Fab Filippo calls Eliza: Bitch is going to Toronto.
[A few hours after this
Boxes still litter the house, but there are far fewer of them, thank fuck. And Alex's plan of christening each room is going well, too. Speaking of.... "Alex!" Eliza calls. "Alex?"
No answer. Huh. Wandering around, she finds the note. "Gone for groceries, back soon. AM 1:20 pm."
Trust Alex to date the note because Eliza would wonder. Eliza's got a pretty awesome roommate. Eliza hopes she remembers the grapefruit juice. For some reason, Eliza's been craving grapefruit juice like crazy last couple of days. Just as she's going to call and check, her cell goes, and she answers without looking at the ID. "Hey, don't forget the grapefruit juice, okay? The 100% stuff."( 'Uh, hey there to you too, bitch.' )