Lizzie sat at her desk, eyes on her dark phone. Any minute now, the screen would light up with MG's reply. It had to. Lizzie's head fell into her hands as she waited. Any minute now, MG would give her a chance to get some info out of him. Any second now.

A loud knock made Lizzie jump out of her chair.

"Mikaelson!" Lizzie opened the window a crack. "You can not be here!"

"Well I am." Hope pushed the window the rest of the way open and helped herself in.

"Get out!" Lizzie pointed to the window and put her hand on her hip.

"What? Did I make you mad or something?" Hope laughed.

"No, you didn't - I'm just not - You know what, Mikaelson?" Lizzie stammered over her outrage. "You just can't come here and ask for sex like I'm some - some on-demand service!"

Hope arched her eyebrows, clearly amused. "Yeah?"

"Yeah and if you think you can -" Lizzie started off fiery and then suddenly trailed off with, "- then you can ... think again."

"Okay." Hope smiled and fell backwards on Lizzie's bed, fanning her red hair out on Lizzie's flowery bedspread.

Lizzie crossed her arms and stared at Hope. What did she expect her to do?

"You know, I'm busy," Lizzie said. "I have things to do. I can't sit here and babysit you."

"Do I need a babysitter?" Hope furrowed her eyebrows.

"Why else would you be here?"

"Well, I came for sex," Hope said candidly, hands folded across her stomach. "But doesn't look like that's happening. So, I guess you can tell me what your big plans are."

"For your information, MG and I are going on a date." Lizzie fudged the truth just a little bit. Anything to rub it in Hope's face that she wasn't just hers. She was surprised at the way Hope shot up, face falling into something deadlier than anger.

"You and MG are going on a date?" Her voice was suddenly octaves lower.

Lizzie sat slowly at the foot of her bed, afraid to make a sudden move. "... maybe."

Hope glowered at her, an unexpected anger breaking through the numbness of her humanity switch. Hope knew anger came through a lot, but this was something different. This was ...

"Are you jealous?" Lizzie whispered, face inches from Hope and excitement in her voice. Lizzie knew she'd just sworn not to sleep with Hope ever again, but Hope jealous over her going on a date with someone else changed everything.

"Yes." That was exactly what Hope was feeling. She closed the gap between her and Lizzie's lips, rolling the blonde onto the blankets before she yanked herself back. "I ... I have to go."

Hope bolted for the window, dropping to the ground below and disappearing. Lizzie sat on her bed, jaw dropped, staring at the opening she just vanished through. Slowly, her expression turned into an incredulous smile.