Bailey: I was rude to you before when you mentioned Henry.
Ben: I'm used to it. It's kind of your thing. (chuckles) Look, when bad things happen to you, you lash out. You want space. That's why I'm sitting way over here at my own table. I'm... I'm giving you space.
Bailey: I didn't just lose a patient today. I lost a friend.
Ben: I'm sorry.
Bailey: I wouldn't mind if... you didn't give me quite so much space. (Ben moves to Bailey's table and sits down, he then holds her hand)