Emily: Hi.
Nikolas: How's the term paper coming?
Emily: Slowly but surely.
Nikolas: I brought you something. Maybe it'll help.
Nikolas: I found it in the study. You must have left it behind when you moved out.
Emily: Thank you.
Nikolas: Yeah. We can't have the future Dr. Quartermaine flunking pathology, can we?
Emily: Don't you mean the future Dr. Cassadine?
Emily: Ah.
Nikolas: Mm-hmm.
Emily: Chocolate chip cookies from La Belle Bakery.
Nikolas: I know you like them.
Emily: Yeah, like them? Nikolas, there's nothing better in the universe.
Nikolas: Good. That it'll work. All right, we're going to do a little learning exercise, okay?
Emily: Learning? Okay.
Nikolas: Yes. We'll call it studying via the reward system. Okay? Every correct answer gets you a bite.
Emily: I call that cruel and unusual punishment.
Nikolas: Okay. Define --
Emily: Mm-hmm?
Nikolas: Define "antitrypsin."
Emily: A glycoprotein produced in the liver.
Nikolas: Very nice. Very nice.
Emily: Mmm. Mmm, this makes me so happy.
Nikolas: Okay, um --
Emily: What?
Nikolas: How am I supposed to know which questions are just relevant to you?
Emily: Well, they pretty much all are. Just open to a random page. Ask whatever's on it.
Nikolas: Okay, that's easy enough. Uh-uh, no, that's cheating. That's cheating.
Emily: Nikolas, give me -- I can't be responsible.
Nikolas: No, no, no.
Emily: I've been driven to distraction.
Nikolas: No, no, no.
Emily: Give me that!
Nikolas: You have to get the question -- you have to get the question right! Oh. I'm sorry.
Emily: That's okay. There's no reason to apologize, Nikolas. You just took me by surprise, that's all. Yeah, I should probably leave now. I'm going to be late for my therapist. None too soon, right?
Nikolas: Can I give you a ride?
Emily: Yeah, that'd be great.
Nikolas: How was your therapy session?
Emily: It was okay.
Nikolas: I'm sorry, is your -- is your therapy off-limits? Can you not --
Emily: No, no, it's -- it's not that so much as I just -- I go in there, you know, and I talk about myself for an hour. And when I'm out, I'm usually just pretty tired of myself.
Nikolas: I'm sorry. You know, I just want to help.
Emily: No, I'm sorry, Nikolas. I know I'm not making this easy on you.
Nikolas: Has Dr. Winters given you any, like, homework, in a sense? Anything that you can do on your own?
Emily: She told me that sometimes it helps to confront your rapist in a controlled setting, but I can't let out my anger on a man who's already dead.
Nikolas: Maybe you can.
Nikolas: The last thing I want is for you to look at me with fear and anger in your eyes, okay? But the fact is I look like Connor, which appears to be part of your problem. And I say let's make it part of the solution.
Emily: What are you saying?
Nikolas: Let me stand in for Connor. Confront me the way you would confront him.