Isaac watched as Hayley pulled the lasagna out of the oven and prepared to serve it, all the while wondering why it seemed so familiar to him. As she brings his portion over, he pushes those thoughts out of his head and smiles at her. "It smells delicious," he says, before cutting a small piece and trying it. "Wow, it's good!" he says as he cuts another piece. As he eats, unnoticed to him, a tear quietly rolls down his cheek, as if part of him was reacting to the memories lost to him.