Eliza pretty much ignored his comments as she pulled into the car park, turning off the motor she turned to Mark, "Spending this long with you, the wine is non negotiable, now get out of the car and think about what food you would like to eat", she climbed out of the car and walked up towards the store, grabbing a trolley as they reached the doors, a shop greeter welcomed them, warning them about lobster that was on offer that day. Eliza smiled as they walked through organic vegetables and fruits, she picked up some asparagus, sweet potato and tender stem broccoli as well as some strawberries and blackcurrants.<br/><br/>They reached the fridges which boosted a selection of free range bred meats, ethically caught fish and shell fish, she turned to Mark, "Why don't you choose a few things for us, it can all go on expenses", she told him, she left the trolley with him as she walked down an aisle, picking up two bottles of what looked like wine, in actual fact it was alcohol free but had no display to show it. She slipped the bottles into the trolley, and eyed Mark as she walked up and down the various aisles, the trolley seemed to fill up with real healthy food and also snacks and fruit.<br/><br/>Quietly she packed the bags and paid the cashier, before taking their bags to the car, she looked over at Mark, something about him made her kind of angry, like he had all this potential and he seemed to be wasting it on this pointless life. She lifted the bags into the boot, and she began to wonder how often he had seen a medical professional, surely he should be able to walk better, she took her mobile phone out and text a med friend of hers, "<i>Could you come and take a look at a case of mine tomorrow, Mark Windham, THAT one yes....I need him to walk", </i>she hit send and looked at Mark, "This is your only life Mark, I'm going to show you there is more to it starting tomorrow". Driving back to Marks boat, "Did you always want to play, or was it something you discovered as you went to high school?", she asked him, genuinely intrigued about the jock star as a child.<br/><br/>Before long, Eliza was unpacking groceries on the house boat whilst Mark sat out on the deck, she boxed any remaining alcohol, locking it in her car, much to his disgust, but she wanted him clean and alcohol free. Passing a drink over to Mark before she finally took a seat next to him on the deck, looking out to the water, she sighed, "It really is peaceful here", she commented, she looked into the distance, back to the land, a couple of houses overlooked the ocean, and she wondered who lived in them, one of them would be perfect for Mark she thought to herself. This house boat was not the home of a former star. She began wondering why she cared so much about the life of a story, that was all Mark was, a story, a means to her promotion. However something inside her knew that when she finally reached the top, if she'd pulled Mark out of the gutter it would propel their fame even further, and she smiled. Something about that sounded like a plan, she looked over to Mark, "How does a reporter go about making friends with Mark Windham?", she asked him with a smile.