[Justine finds it difficult to pull away but they have food sitting out that needs to get into the oven.]

If I ever forget that I'm real. I hope that you'll be there to remind me.

[She glances down and gently pulls away while biting nervously at her lower lip. Her ass hits the counter and she stumbles forward a step towards Connor.] Oh. We should probably get the fish in the oven. Then maybe we can pick up where we left off.