Liza: There was this old, dreadful church I used to kill time in, just to get away from Vlad. I met him there one day...
Liza: Come here often?
Caleb: [jumps slightly] Berry, I had no idea you were in here.
Liza: Not too observant, are you?
Caleb: You’re quite polite, I see.
For the flashbacks, any conversation in the present on a post that has a picture from the past will be italicized.














