GUNN: (O.S.) It's hopeless.

(Lobby)

GUNN: Half these files I can't even read the clients' names. What is this? Frizzana? Frizzle-car? What does this say to you?

FRED: I think it's Frzylcka. (Remembers) Oh, right. They were that couple that called last week with a squatter in their lair? Wesley was supposed to...

FRED: It was supposed to be taken care of.

GUNN: Well. (beat) Guess he was too busy stealin' the baby to...

FRED: Don't.(beat) Okay?

LORNE: (entering) So how's it comin'? Makin' any headway on those pending file piles?

GUNN: Some. Sorta.

FRED: There's just so much to keep track of.

LORNE: Still, times like these, it's good to keep busy. Throw yourself into work. Stay active...

FRED: Lorne, he lost the only child he'll ever have.

LORNE: (sighing) Oh, sugar, I know. I just wish he'd talk to us.

GUNN: Might be safer to leave him alone for a while. Pretty sure the rage is past, but you really wanna find out first-hand?

FRED: I'm sure he's not plannin' to...finish what he started at the hospital.

GUNN: Only 'cause Wesley's too smart to show his face around here.

(Cordelia and the Groosalugg enter, dressed tropically, tanned, rested.)

CORDELIA: We're back! And we're bearing gifts...

(One look at their faces and she knows.)

CORDELIA: What happened?

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