"Drew has him," she answers, voice dropping to a quiet murmur as her gaze follows his to where Elliot is still shouting through the door, "I didn't want him here when he--"

The knocking turns to a pounding, suddenly, and Rachel jumps, for an instant looking as terrified as the girl she was when she and Elliot were still together.

"--Dammit, Rachel! I know you're there, open up!" And then, in a more wheedling tone, "Look, we really need to talk, okay? Just open the door, Rae. I'm not going to do anything. I just want to talk to you."

"Ed--" His wife is ashen as her nails dig in just slightly into his arm, "Ed, can you--?"