Hank chuckles as his little girl desperately slurps hoping the bottom of her cup will reconfigure more milkshake, "Tomorrow will be a pretty heavy day for you too. Be easy on your mother if she lays her emotions on a little too thick or comes across as overbearing. She needs her special day with you as well."

"Daddy, I know you and Eric are never gonna meet and you won't ever forgive him for me sneaking him in the house. He told me that you were right to want to hurt him and that just makes you a good dad. I just needed for you to know that."

Eric is in a clearing in a forest next to a pond about half a mile from Julia's house. He is still rewriting his note to her. He is hoping his desserts in his picnic basket and beautiful pink roses will do all the heavy emotional work. His letter goes into detail about how before he met Julia he saw relationship as terrifying overwhelming arrangements to avoid losing purpose in life and he knew he could never handle it and was doomed to a life without love goofing off with friends. Then came the cancer diagnosis and then her. This is where he tears up the letter and throws it in the pond.

He hated the truth. The cancer diagnosis is what cured him of his fear of beautiful women. He doesn't deserve Julia, but since he is dying, he has the power to fake being a good boyfriend for a few months and all his efforts will only be magnified when he dies. He feels like a total liar and fraud. He is soaking in all Julia's love, patience, and tenderness and just because he is dying it makes him some sort of hero.

He can't tell Julia all this, it is emotionally pathetic and broken. He already told her once and she exposed it as the real reason they couldn't have sex and why he couldn't say he loves her. How does he thank her then? How does someone thank someone else who gives them gifts they don't deserve? Eric knows he needs to do something drastic otherwise the rest of his relationship with Julia will be on autopilot until he is too sick to do anything about it.