Beau was sitting there sipping on his glass of blood just staring at this woman.  He was lost in her eyes as he sat there and listened to her talk about him like she had known him her whole life.  It was almost like something out of a dream, or nightmare he was not sure what.<br/><br/>Beau knew now that this woman could not have been Liz, but she had all of Liz’s memories and that threw him for a loop.  She should have known this information and it was really weird to hear about how he was feeling coming from a stranger.<br/><br/>“You mean like she was going to ripped out my heart and feed it to the sharks.”  Raven stated, “Acted like she could not have cared about anything when it came to do with me.”  Any person could tell that he held a lot of hatred towards Liz.<br/><br/>Raven looked at her and wondered how many of his cards he was going to be willing to place at her feet.  But then it didn’t really matter what he told her it was not like she was going to be able to leave his place.  “What I want to know is how is it you could possible known about this woman who has been gone for a long time now.”  He sighed, “Not to mention why you look like her.”