"Makes me feel better to hold it." Her eyes narrowed and she continued to follow Meg as her free hand rested protectively across her mid-section. "Maybe I did, but that was years ago, Meg. I didn't look at him like that anymore. And him getting upset? That was his own damn problem, not mine. None of this falls on me at all." She knew he'd already been talking to Liz even before she'd ended up with Owen - hell, she'd considered herself unattached for that very reason. "Dean and I never would have worked, even if I'd wanted that. Which I didn't. I'm happy where I am. So time to answer my question - why are you here? What the hell do you want?"