Eric: Victor.
Victor: For me? How sweet. Or are you going on a date? Daniel used to go on dates. He doesn't anymore. He's dead.
Eric: You don't need to make me feel guilty. I got that covered all by myself.
Victor: I see you're consumed with guilt. That's why you got all dressed up and went to a flower shop to find the perfect rose. Have a lot of fun on your date. What are you gonna do? Have a few cocktails, go for a spin? Make sure you tell the young lady to buckle her seatbelt.
Eric: I don't drink anymore and I don't drive.
Victor: I'm sure Roman and Marlena convinced you that the good people of Salem would welcome you with open arms. Maybe they will. Most of us won't. I never will. Like most of the people who know you, I wish I never had to look at your face again.