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Propinquity.

It means "attraction through proximity."

I mean,

God, for God's sake, self-obsessed.

Am I?

I think you're one of the most

self-obsessed people I've ever known.

No, no, I get it now.

Yeah, I thought this was something that it clearly isn't.

Oh, God! Oh, sorry.

I've jumped the gun, haven't I?

Where the fuck is...

Rose.

What's happened?

I've been such an idiot.

- ♪ somber music - I've been such an...

I've been such an...

I trusted her.

You know, I...I believed every single fucking lie she told me.

I mean, how could I be so stupid?

And B...and Billy.

Oh, God. Oh!

It's my fault. You know, I pushed them together.

No. Don't say that. You can't blame yourself.

You know what,

I bet he had a heart attack while they were doing it.

Can you believe it?

I mean, what a... what a ridiculous cliché.

- I feel so betrayed. - Of course you do.

You always were too trusting.

All that time Billy traveled for work. You doing night shift.

Maybe they'd been on for ages

and they were just pretending to meet that day.

God, you mean it was just, like, some kind of set-up?

Some weird fucked-up game?

He brings her back to our home right under my nose.

- Do you think? - I don't... I don't know, love.

Just the stories you hear about people living double lives.

I don't know how I misjudged Dani so badly.

I mean, she seemed so genuine.

Was I...was I that desperate for a friend?

You've got friends

who would walk over hot coals for you, by the way.

I'm sorry.

Sorry about what I said to you. I was horrible.

Well... you may have had a point.

I do like to talk about myself.

On occasion.

Ooh, shit, shit.

Here we go. Come on.

Uh...

Let's go.

♪ Your soft mouth was made for me... ♪

- Let's go. - ♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your soft mouth was made for me... ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your deep blush was made for me ♪

♪ That's for sure ♪

♪ Your deep blush was made for me ♪

♪ Oh, give me more ♪

♪ Mm-mm mm-mm-mm mm-mm ♪

♪ Mm-mm mm-mm-mm mm-mm... ♪

♪ Mm-mm mm-mm-mm... ♪

Hm.

♪ Your broad back was made for me ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your broad back was made for me... ♪

♪ Just because ♪

♪ Your slow hands were made... ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your slow... ♪

Morning.

Or should I say "afternoon"?

Did you move my stuff?

Cleaned up after you, if that's what you mean.

Uh, where you goin'?

I need caffeine.

I was thinking, how about we go out for a bite tonight?

We've been like ships passing.

Yeah. I don't know. I might have a date.

Does this one have a name?

- Hi. - Hey.

Hello.

Hi! Come in.

Jackson, right?

The prodigal son.

Great to have him back and all that,

but the more you give, the more they take.

Wow!

Oh, you were right. This is beautiful.

Well, you're just in time for the magic to happen.

Would you like to do the honors?

Really?

- I don't want to muck it up. - Nah.

- It's just one coat. - Okay.

Here. Throw this on.

- Thanks. - So just...

So...

- You start at the top. - Mm-hm.

- And you go with the grain. - Okay.

Thank you.

Wait, wait.

For posterity.

Action.

Oh.

Oh, Luke.

It's gorgeous. Is that what it's gonna look like?

It might be a bit more intense

when I give it a couple of coats,

but essentially.

Oh, I love it.

Is that right? Am I... It's not too thick?

- No. You're good. - Okay.

Long strokes. Brush it right to the edge.

What's that?

- What's what? - That look.

What look? It wasn't a look.

- Better not be. - It wasn't.

- It looked like a look. - It wasn't a look.

- Oh. Glad we got that sorted. - Hm.

- Is that how I come across? - Hmm?

Desperate?

You're a recently separated man.

- The worst kind. - Really?

The worst?

You're saying it didn't enter you head?

No!

I mean, yeah, of course. You're an attractive woman, you know--

- For my age? - No. For any age. I didn't s...

- You're-- - Not interested.

Nothing personal.

Listen, are you gonna help

or am I gonna do all the work around here?

♪

Okay.

Oh, God, when did you change it?

Oh! Billy!

Hello?

Em.

Shit.

You haven't got that flu that's going around?

No, I'm just a bit under the weather.

I went to Adele's last night

and I might have had one too many drinks.

Yeah, at least, by the look of you.

So what's your news?

I sent off Gary's DNA...

with mine.

Why would you do that?

I need to know.

Are you intentionally trying to get at me

by dredging up the past like this?

This isn't about you, Mum, believe it or not.

And there'd be nothing to dig up

if you hadn't been fucking around behind Dad's back?

How do you know he wasn't doing the same thing to me?

What?!

Was he?

When?

Dad cheated on you?

Was it Dani?

I'm just saying I wasn't "fucking around," as you put it.

Oh, so it was a one-night stand?

- Does that make it any better? - It wasn't even that.

Oh, so now you're trying to minimize it.

It hardly counts. Do I hardly count?

No, of course you do. Jesus, Em.

All I'm saying is it wasn't a night.

It was just one...

fuck.

Uh... And I never wanted it to happen at all.

What? What are you saying?

I felt Gary's eyes on me from the moment we met.

And I put it down to some jealousy thing.

You know, like, sibling rivalry.

I...I just ignored it.

But that weekend...

Billy was away on a shoot.

And a group of us were staying in this beach shack

and everyone was drinking and smoking and...

God knows what else.

Then Gary came onto me.

I...I didn't wanna make a scene.

So you fucked him? Whoops?

No, it wasn't like that.

Oh, Christ, Mum, take some responsibility, can't you?

God, it was 40 years ago.

I...I must have been stoned

because I...I didn't know what to think.

My body was responding, you know, like, physically,

which he took as proof that I wanted it.

I'm not proud to say it,

but eventually I just let him get it over and done with.

Are you... What... Um...

Are you saying I could be the product of an assault?

N... No.

No.

So I'm just saying that I wished it had never happened.

And I made sure I kept away from him after that.

But you never told Dad?

I think you need some more cushions.

Oh, yeah, well, I was going to have a cushion burning.

Yeah?

- Oh! What? - Oh, nothing!

- They're just throw cushions! - Oh! Right, right.

Throw cushions, it is. God! Right.

No, no, no. Don't. Don't. Don't!

I'm gonna wee myself.

Hang on. We need a safe word. Don't. Don't!

You started this, missy.

Listen...

I've got to go to Milan for a few days.

Business.

Come with me.

What?

We could stay for a few extra days.

Explore.

Have you ever seen Lake Como?

I've seen Lake Conjola.

I don't think they'd have much in common.

I bet Lake Como

doesn't have a bowlo famous for its fish and chips.

Say yes.

Say yes!

All right, all right, all right. If you insist!

Great. Great.

I'll let my travel agent know in the morning.

Oh.

Great. Great.

Yeah. I'll get those details through to you ASAP.

Just let me know what our options are. Thank you.

Um...

Henry will need your, uh, passport details.

Oh, shit. Oh, it may not be current.

- I'm so sorry. It's... - Hm?

It's just that I haven't traveled for ages and--

That's all right. We can fast-track a new one.

What?

That view looks good on you.

Oh! Why, thank you.

Move in.

Here? With you?

Ideally, yes.

Oh, gosh. Oh, gosh!

Sorry, wasn't terribly romantic, was I?

- Oh, no, no, no. No. - I'm out of practice.

No, no, no. It's just... It's just that I...

- Look, I'm being hasty about it. - Yeah.

But I just thought it would be

a little bit more comfortable than...

living in a campervan.

You knew?

Didn't have to be Sherlock Holmes.

Oh, you could have said something

instead of making me look like an absolute idiot.

Oh, you would have told me in your own time.

But I assume you're not particularly attached

to life on the road.

Oh, no, I mean, I can always

live with my daughter and her family in Bermagui.

It's... just I...

I like being independent.

- When Mike died, I-- - Oh, hang on.

You said you were divorced.

Yeah.

That's what I tell people,

just so I don't have to go into the details.

Well, you don't have to--

Oh, no. No, no, no. It's... it's...

Uh...

Yeah, Mike was diagnosed with motor neuron disease

just... just before his 54th birthday.

Yeah, no, I looked after him as long as I could,

but, you know, he...

he had to go into full-time care and, uh...

And then we just had to sell the house to pay for it and...

I mean, it... it sounds cruel,

but... he just went on living

longer than the doctors expected

and so by the time...

You know, I really just had enough to buy the van.

And, uh, you know, made the most of it.

You're incredible dealing with that.

No, see, that's why I don't tell anyone

because I'm not incredible.

I just... I just had no choice.

I just did what I had to do.

And I resented it half the time.

I just resented Mike for...

for getting sick and I resented, just, life,

or just, you know, just... just not turning out

the way that I wanted it to turn out.

Yeah.

Oh, God. I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry that I lied to you.

I just... I just didn't want you to think

that I'm after your money.

But... but, um...

I am looking for some,

oh, just some security, you know,

and then to invite me to Italy

and then you invite me to move in here and I...

Oh, it's... it's a lot.

It's a lot.

Well...

of all the opportunistic, money-grubbing gold diggers

I've come across in my time,

you're the pick of the crop.

Yes!

Listen, while ever we're together,

you'll have no money troubles.

But...

should I mysteriously

fall off the back of a boat in Lake Como,

bear in mind that my children and grandchildren

are well protected.

What if I was to take a life insurance policy

out in your name?

I don't know if you could afford the premium.

This is so exciting.

You sure we've got enough man power?

Uh, it's on trolleys. Should be fine.

- Wow, it's massive. - Looks great.

Stop! Give it a rest. This isn't gonna work.

What? Why not?

Because I'm an idiot.

I measured between the windows, not the inner doorjamb.

This is too narrow for us to walk it in.

- You're kidding! - Nice one, Dad.

So what are we gonna do?

Short of getting out a chainsaw...

- Oh, what? No way! - You're joking.

Are you serious?

The only way would be to...

If we went through the back doors, which are wider.

But there's no access around the side.

How we gonna get round the back?

You'd have to go over the top, but you'd need a crane.

Okay, so we'll get a crane.

Uh, you need a permit to block the street.

Okay, I'll get a permit.

Not in time for opening night, you won't.

It can take weeks to get an application to go through,

even months.

Here. I'll look one up.

Sorry, Dani. I don't know what to say.

How big a crane do we need?

Oh, here's one.

What are you doing?

Permits are for wusses.

♪ cheerful music

If you get caught,

they'll whack you with a fine so big,

you'll be out of business before you even open.

I won't get caught and I'm not thinking about it.

All right.

♪ I'm jumping in the water... ♪

What's happening?

Move it. People have got work to do.

Hey, shut up, can you? What's sitting on your horn gonna do?

- Here, sit on this? - Oh!

- Is that my son? - Yep.

- What did you say? - What did I say?

- What did you say? - Beeping your fucking horn.

Hey, Jackson. Get over here, for fuck's sake.

There he is.

♪ cheerful music continues

- Calm down. - He was being a dick.

Want the coppers to be out here?

- Am I going here? - Hi.

I'm so sorry for the inconvenience.

Um, just a few more minutes.

So sorry for the hold-up. Appreciate you. Thank you.

Please, just come and have a meal on us.

Thanks, ladies.

All good.

- All good? - Yeah.

Excuse me, have you seen my mother?

- Olive? - Yeah.

Yes, she had a visitor. Try the courtyard.

Thanks.

- Mah-jongg. - Oh, come on!

- Oh, that is just luck. - Luck, my arse.

I've still got it.

Here comes trouble.

Hello, Mum.

Hello, love.

What are you doing here?

Playing mah-jongg.

Same as every Tuesday.

- Every Tuesday? - Is there a problem with that?

Oh, I don't know, do you want me

visiting your mother once a week?

In Toowoomba?! Yeah, knock yourself out.

Grow up, both of you!

Don't you think this is inappropriate?

Don't be ridiculous!

I can receive whatever gentlemen callers I choose.

- Another one? - Uh...

Nah, Ollie, I better get going.

Oh, for goodness sake, you two.

Never known such nonsense.

- Can't you just sort it out? - Mum.

- It's not that simple. - Of course it is.

You two were happy as clams before this baby business.

- Go on. Kiss and make up. - Oh, Mum!

Or I'll leave everything to the guide dogs.

Trust me, life's too short for this shit.

I'll see you next week, Ollie.

"C U next Tuesday," you mean?

I should never have told you that.

Well...

Don't just stand there like a shag on a rock.

Shh!

Hey!

Hey.

Can we talk?

It wasn't

even a question.

If you were gay,

having a family was something you were just locked out of.

Yeah, I know it's done now

but it's not something that was ever on my radar.

Yeah, and I get that.

All right, you have a right to not want to go there.

I just...

I thought it would be nice to help out Emma.

I know.

I know you did.

I felt like you were rejecting me.

You know, like you didn't want me

to become a permanent part of your inner circle.

Well, you were right.

I didn't.

Great. Cool.

Yeah, glad we... cleared that up.

I don't want you to have to stick around

past my best-by date.

I don't want you to feel obliged

to have to look after me when I get old.

What do you mean, "when"?

You don't want to end up being a carer

for a doddery old man.

Yeah, but isn't that up to me to decide?

I'm not a dog that you can just chase away, Rex.

I'm your lover. I'm your partner.

Oh, God, you really don't get it, do you?

I want to be there for you.

Hey, I love you.

I love you too.

Let's get married.

Oh, God!

Yeah. Married?

Okay, or not. I don't care, really.

I just...

As long as we're together, right?

Mm?

Besides, when you do become a doddery old man,

I'm just gonna throw you in here

and play mah-jongg with you on Tuesdays.

Not if I can still get it up.

Oh! Jesus!

No. Just me.

- You already wished me well. - That, I did.

- Admirable, huh? - Oh, admirable.

So it's true.

He's taking you to Italy.

Yes, actually.

And when I get home, I'm gonna move in with him.

Are you seriously choosing money over happiness?

- Why can't I have both? - Come on!

You don't love this guy.

- How do you know? - Because you couldn't.

Because we are such a good fit.

I don't need to fall in love. I just don't want drama.

Do you know what would happen between you and me?

Eventually, I'd want sex less and less

and you would get frustrated and feel rejected.

And then we'd realize, we got nothing to talk about

except Wordle and we'd start arguing about...

money.

I don't want that for either of us.

Talking's overrated.

Uh...

Ohh.

Hello, my little friend.

Is that you crying?

I'm in love with you

and maybe I've always been in love with you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. No. Don't. Don't. Shh, shh, shh. Stop.

I can't stop. I've tried.

I love you.

- I love you. - Oh, come off it.

Sex isn't love.

You don't even know me.

What are you talking about? I've known you since you were 20.

This can't happen again.

Ever.

It was a big mistake.

James is genuinely decent

and... and he's super keen.

Oh, and I'm not?

I'm just tired, Manny. I'm just so tired.

I'm sick of having no money.

And I'm...

I'm scared of being old and poor

and I just want a home.

I just want... And I want to feel safe.

I want to be spoiled.

Maybe that makes me a bad person.

I don't know. Honestly, I don't care.

James can give me what I want and I really like him,

so I'm gonna move in with him.

I hope you like Portuguese tarts.

Darling, I love any kind of tarts!

How are you doing?

To be honest with you,

I'm worried that I'll overcook the lamb.

It smells great. I'm sure it's gonna be...

I just turned it off. It'll be fine.

- Hello, you! - Hello!

Um... what happened?

My mother interfered.

And now we are getting married.

- Married? - Yes!

Oh, my God! That's amazing!

Oh! Oh, my God.

I'm so happy for you!

- Us too. - Uh, when?

Oh, well, we haven't quite agreed on that one yet.

Dylan wants a summer wedding and I can't bear the heat.

Hey, it should be bubbly, but we don't have any.

Oh, what the hell.

I've pretty well decided not to do the baby thing.

What? Why?

I was... I was...

I don't know. I was panicking.

You know, after Laura and then Dad.

It was such a shock and I was terrified

that I'd be alone for the rest of my life,

which is the worst reason ever to have a kid, right?

Right.

And the whole process is so clinical and lonely.

Like, I'm geriatric. Scrolling donors on sperm apps.

And it's kind of soul-destroying.

There's gotta be better ways to find fulfillment.

Well, that is a shame because...

my offer is back on the table.

What?

- But I thought-- - There is a condition.

- And you might not like it. - You don't have to be involved.

I swear. Like, I'm okay with being a single parent.

And anyway, I've got Mum as a back-up in case of emergencies.

The condition is...

we wanna be involved.

Like, like, involved. From go to...

Whoa.

Seriously?

Well, that's what people do when they get married, right?

Have kids.

Any objection to your baby having two dads?

Oh, and not to mention

a pain-in-the-arse paternal grandmother.

None.

None whatsoever.

Thank you.

Hey, Dan.

Do you think these will do the trick?

Sure.

Whoa!

- A toast to your opening night. - Here we go!

Here, give me one.

- Ooh, yeah. - This is so exciting.

- There we go. - Thank you.

Two of these.

- New beginnings. - New beginnings.

New fuckin' beginnings!

To Artemis!

Missed your call.

Bloody phone was on silent for some reason.

Sorry, love. I've been held up. Start without me.

Hey, darl, I'm at the mechanics.

They've bloody forgotten to do the pink slip.

Don't wait for me, all right?

Hi, love. Do you want some takeaway tonight?

Um, I've got a craving for pad thai.

How about I pick up some on my way home?

Hi, darls. No need to call back.

Just letting you know I'm running a bit late.

I don't suppose he's for rent?

You can have him for free!

To be clear, you're not talking sex?

Oh, God, no!

Two carpaccio, three whiting and one burrata.

Mm-hm.

Oh, Stella, it looks phenomenal.

Good to go.

Oh. Welcome.

We source seasonal produce, local when available.

There's your menus and the wine list. Enjoy.

I'll be with you soon.

Rose. Hey. What do you think?

Rose, what is it?

Is it Emma? What is it? What is it?

The ambulance picked Billy up from your place.

Okay, this isn't the place.

You fucked him. Oh, my God. You fucked him.

And you... you gave him a heart attack. You killed him!

No. That is not what happened.

Oh, my God. How long were you doing it?

How long were you screwing my husband?

Rose, we weren't. We... Could you please put that away?

Oh, God. I mean, were you laughing at me all along?

Were you making me jokes about me while you were doing it?

Like, poor stupid, gullible Rose.

Rose, please let me explain.

Oh, let you lie to me again.

My God, how stupid do you think I am?

- Rosie, you're upset. - Oh, no, you're pathetic.

You know what, you two deserve each other.

Bon fucking appétit!

Oh, Anthony. Hi.

Welcome. Please come this way.

- Um... - Here's your table.

I'll just get your menus.

There we are.

Oh, fuck!

It's just me.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Doesn't... doesn't look like nothing.

Oh, it's just a bad day.

Quite a few of them, in fact.

What brings you here?

I've got something to tell you.

Do I want to hear it?

Rex and Dylan want to help me have a baby.

What, again?

They're on the same page this time.

And they want to be a part of its life.

Oh, that's... I mean, that's good news.

I'm... I'm happy for you, Em.

It's less pressure on you.

This baby's gonna have more parents and grandparents

than you can poke a stick at.

- Do you want one? - I...I'd better be good.

Hmm.

Well, I don't have to be for anyone.

I can just drink myself into oblivion.

- Mum! - Mm.

There's something else.

The results from the paternity test came back today.

Don't tell me. I don't want to know.

Dad's my father.

There. I told you.

I'm sorry, Mum,

to have put you through all that.

Yeah, it's all good.

At least now we know the truth.

Yeah.

Well...

Garbage is out. Anything else I can do?

No.

You gonna be okay?

Thanks for helping tonight.

I'm fine.

None of it was true.

What Rose said.

It's really none of my business.

No, it's not, but I want to be clear.

Nothing happened between me and Billy.

Tonight will make for an interesting review at least.

Oh, Jesus.

If there was a reviewer in, we're cactus.

You might rate as a dinner show.

How about a drink?

No, thanks.

Well...

- Night, Stell. - See ya later.

Please. Ask me anything.

How long was it going on for?

- There was nothing. - How long?

I swear.

We met that day at the sailos.

Billy was in the kitchen hiding from Gary.

He put a bet on.

He won big and I gave him a lift home.

Why did you pay me that money to go out with him?

I told you.

I couldn't face walking into the function alone.

What function?

I mean, did you even go to it? Did it exist?

Yes. Of course it existed.

I thought that having Billy there would protect me.

I was so frightened of showing my face.

I knew that Robert would be there.

I just wanted him to see that I wasn't sad and single,

you know, across the room,

but then Billy made me face up to him.

You all right?

He meant well, but...

I just couldn't.

I had to get out of there.

So you didn't sit down for dinner?

No chicken or fish. No chocolate tart.

We had takeaway kebabs and gelato.

I told Billy about my history with Robert

and he told me about his brother.

He wanted to go and sort things out with Gary.

I guess I encouraged him.

But it went badly.

Gary was drunk.

They got into a fight

and Billy was blaming himself for the way he handled it.

Everyone's always gotta be

on your fucking terms, doesn't it?

I wanted to drive him straight home to you.

- Why didn't you? - Billy wouldn't let me.

He didn't want you to see him in that state.

He didn't want you to know that he'd had a bust-up with Gary.

Why not?

No judgment.

I wasn't expecting company.

Medicinal.

Why don't you want Rose to know what happened?

She seems pretty cool.

Yeah, she's cool.

She's very cool, but the whole...

the whole Gary thing is...

it's messed up.

It was my fault he went to jail.

- First time, at least. - You said he was dealing drugs?

Well, yeah, he was. So, mate of mine's brother was a cop.

He got a tip-off about a house that was gonna be raided

and I knew that Gary was gonna be there.

And you didn't tell him?

No, I thought he could do with a wake-up call.

I thought it might scare him straight.

He got 12 months inside

and when he came out, he was addicted to smack.

It was all downhill from there.

- But you blame yourself. - Yeah.

I kidded myself that I had good intentions, didn't I?

- You did have good intentions. - I don't know anymore.

I don't know why I did it. Maybe it was to get back at him.

What for?

Gary always tried to get off with my girlfriends, right?

I mean, I just thought he was trying to piss me off.

Never thought anything would happen.

Not with Rose.

Did it?

I used to go away pretty often in those days for work.

And I'd heard that there was this...

some kind of party up the coast one weekend.

Gary's band was playing. Everyone was there.

And when I got back, yeah, something was different.

And then a little while later,

when I was shooting a film clip for him as a favor...

I saw them together.

And it was pretty obvious that...

something was going on between them.

Did you ask her?

No. Gary went off touring his single.

Rose told me she was pregnant

and I was... I was just over the moon

'cause we'd been trying.

But I don't know. The timing was...

You thought it might have been Gary's.

Yeah, I don't know. We were happy.

We were so happy.

I didn't want anything to wreck that.

And then as soon as I laid eyes on Emma,

I just fell in love with her

and I took that as absolute proof that she was mine.

And I didn't wanna know any different.

I just blocked the whole Gary thing out.

I don't know.

Maybe I've been punishing Gary ever since

for something that maybe he never did.

And it could have been all inside my head this whole time.

Hey?

My own bloody head.

How's it looking?

Pretty good.

- You're gonna bruise. - Oh.

Might have to say you got into a biffo with the bouncer.

Yeah. He was a rude bugger, wasn't he?

Oh.

Why don't you talk to Rose?

Just ask her.

Oh, I... What good would that do?

Oh.

I don't think I wanna know now, anyway.

Either way, I've made Gary's life hell.

Jesus, listen to me.

Dumping all this on you.

Do you know, I've never told that to anyone, not even Rose.

I've always been faithful to her but I have never told her this.

Sometimes it's good to unburden with a stranger.

I don't feel like you're a stranger.

Not at all.

Billy?

Billy!

Oh, Billy!

I called the ambulance straightaway.

Did he say anything?

I tried talking to him

to keep him awake till they got there, but...

he wasn't responding.

Rose.

Please believe me.

I mean, if this is true, why did you lie?

Why didn't you tell me the truth from the beginning?

I'm so sorry.

I didn't want to betray Billy's trust.

Or hurt you.

Oh, God.

You don't think you've hurt me?

I was being selfish.

I liked you.

I wanted your friendship.

My... my friendship?

Why did he tell you all that?

Things he's never told me in all those years.

He didn't even know you.

You told me things that you never told him.

Fucking lies.

All we do is lie.

Billy loved you.

He never cheated on you.

So you tell me.

He told me.

If he hadn't collapsed...

would something have happened between you and him?

No.

I don't feel like you're a stranger.

Not at all.

What was the name of that boat?

You know the name.

I know what it means.

Go on, say it.

Propinquity. "Attraction through proximity."