Previously on Warehouse 13:
I spent some time in a psychi-- Research facility.
I just told you I was in an institution.
This is Abigail Chow, the new owner of the bed-and-breakfast.
What did you do before you bought the B and B?
A lot of things. Why do you ask?
- Anything in the field of psychotherapy? - Yes.
I killed someone I love.
Let's talk.
Briggs! Where is Briggs?
I shot him!
Detective Briggs!
I did it! I wanna confess!
It's okay, I got this.
I'm here.
What is this, Purcell? A joke? Huh?
Your lawyer made us cut you and your partner loose.
I don't care. I shot that guy.
I killed him.
You say so. Maybe your friend Shultz will have a change of heart next.
So my client just ran into the station, waived counsel, and confessed?
Yeah. That's kind of hard to believe.
- You got a dozen witnesses. - Heh. Yeah, all cops. And you're the DA.
Well, they don't do everything that I tell them.
Why would he confess? Your own lab said that there was no evidence.
Actually, that's not quite correct.
My report said there was insufficient evidence to satisfy a judge.
And thank you for saying that in front of the defence, Miss...?
Emily Lake.
And to be clear, I did also say that he's guilty.
Open wide.
I know it's difficult being the accused.
- You always friendly to confessed killers? - No reason not to be civil.
We're all here to find the truth.
I thought we were here to put bad guys away, but whatever.
Yes, let's just go with whatever, shall we?
Hands, please. Thank you.
Even you have to admit, detective, his behaviour is rather a...
...curiosity.
What the hell?
Can't I read a book for five minutes?
Really? So she's not here to run the B and B?
Especially the all-important second B?
Abigail's a therapist, Pete. She's not a short-order cook, okay?
She's here to help Artie.
Make your own breakfast. You're an adult. Sort of.
- Tss. Gross. - Well, this is awesome.
Now we have somebody analysing everything we do, judging our every move.
I thought that was Artie's job.
Hey, Steve, you know how to make scones, right?
I don't even like scones.
I miss old stereotypes.
- Mm. - Ooh!
- Another stereotype shattered. - Heh.
That's it?
Cereal? Okay, who's in charge of breakfast?
Because Wheat O's is just not gonna cut it.
- Yo. - Uh, did you guys feel an earthquake?
- No. - Has anything unusual happened...
- ...in the Warehouse at all lately? - No, nothing.
Ow! What the hell was that?
- Can you tell us why you're asking? - Later, later.
Meet me at the Fish, ASAP.
- I'll just get dressed. - Oh, this isn't, um, like, therapist business.
He means agents only, so....
Who says I do? Bring Abigail too.
- She's not dressed and you said ASAP-- - I'll just be two minutes.
Hello?
Helena?
- So you're a lab tech? - Forensic scientist.
A natural fit for me, really, with my aptitude for science and powers of observation.
Any details I needed to play it convincingly I was able to glean from the television.
I'm really hoping it wasn't from Dexter. Because that's--
That's evidence. And it's covered in bodily fluids.
I understand how you're doing this.
What I don't get is why.
What happened? We haven't heard from you in months.
I was under strict orders not to contact anyone while I had the astrolabe.
After returning it to the brotherhood...
...I wanted a new life.
One far away from the world of artefacts.
Now, may I fill you in on the case at hand?
Of course.
The suspect's name is Richard Purcell.
He and a partner allegedly killed a mini-mart owner during a robbery.
Both were released on technicalities.
Then Purcell willingly returned and confessed.
And when I observed him during booking, it was as if he was transforming.
Transforming? Transforming how?
Like, dangerous?
Jekyll and Hyde? Werewolf? Roseanne Barr?
I don't know.
In all my years hunting artefacts, I've never seen anything like it.
I don't see any fish.
- I don't even see any water. - Did you stop for coffee?
Masks!
That's the Fish.
Frequency Interfering Surveillance Holograph.
A scrapped CIA project from the '50s.
Yeah, it hides the Warehouse from aerial detection.
Anything that flies over the Warehouse, radar, sonar or a spy satellite...
...they see this.
And now, in order for this image to be projected...
...the Fish has to maintain a real-time scan of what is actually there...
...which is this.
This bird's-eye view, the mountain and the Warehouse...
...this should tell us what-- Okay.
The mountain did not move, just the Warehouse.
- So, what's causing it? - That is the question, isn't it?
All right, masks!
All right, put it in the trunk.
See you at the Warehouse.
So, what are we missing?
I don't know, the artefact, the perpetrator, just about everything at this point.
No, with H.G.
She wants to give up a life of endless wonder to be a normal person?
She is not a normal person.
She's H.G. Wells.
Well, maybe she just doesn't wanna end up evil, crazy or dead.
Now, let's just go talk to this guy Purcell.
Are we sure Abigail should be in here while this is going on?
- For her own safety, being new and all. - All hands on deck.
Lot of ground to cover. Got a problem with her?
No. No, heh. No.
Hey. You all right?
Yeah, a muscle cramp.
Not enough potassium.
Abigail ate my banana.
It was supposed to be a robbery. I only had a gun to scare him.
But then he went for a gun too, and then I....
Why did you turn yourself in? I mean, the cops couldn't make the case.
I'm asking myself the same question.
Well, what about your partner?
Donald Shultz.
They think he was with you. He swears he's innocent.
Donny is innocent. He wasn't around that night.
- He can prove it. - Why doesn't he?
He can't say where he was.
Right, so we've got a guilty guy who blabbed after he got off...
...and an innocent guy who could get off but won't.
It's an irony artefact.
Uh, Mr. Purcell, think back.
What were you doing just before you came to the station?
No!
No.
- No. - Hey, hey.
Leave me alone!
Whatever that artefact is scared him so much that he can't even think about it.
We need to find Shultz.
Please. Please! I swear. Ask Purcell. I wasn't there!
Stop!
Why is the Secret Service interviewing my prisoner?
- Why are you interested in this case? - We have our reasons.
Purcell is too freaked out even to admit why he made the confession.
And Donald Shultz was just found dead. So who would wanna hurt these guys?
Lots of people. Have you seen their known associates?
Besides, Shultz wasn't murdered. The coroner said he died of a heart attack.
Right. A totally healthy kid with no history of heart trouble?
I'm not a doctor and neither are you.
- Maybe it was hereditary. - Look, we did some digging.
Shultz was arrested the same night of the robbery...
...in Illinois for being in a bar fight.
So he couldn't have done it.
Shultz had a sheet as long as your arm.
And whether he committed this crime or not, Purcell did.
Look, this is an election year.
The last thing I need is the two of you poking holes...
...in a solid public confession where an innocent citizen was murdered.
You talk to my prisoner or my officers again...
...I will have you arrested for interfering with a criminal investigation.
Now, go protect the president or something.
Is it possible that--?
Oh, look, I have to make a phone call.
Whatever this thing is, Artie, it generates major fear.
Are there artefacts that can literally scare someone to death?
Yeah, only hundreds of them.
I mean, it could be anything from the Inquisition...
...the first failed attempt at skydiving, the showerhead from Psycho.
Great, another Hitchcock artefact. The guy should have his own section.
Yeah.
- Artie, any luck with those tremors? - Yeah, we're working on it.
Tell me about the physical changes H.G. saw. It could help narrow it down.
Well, she saw Purcell's face change a bit and his fingernails recede...
- ...but she didn't see that much. - Before that. What did the guy look like...
- ...when he first went into the station? - Well, H.G. got there later...
...but I bet they have closed-circuit cameras.
Yeah, but the DA hates us.
And no, Artie, it's not because of anything I did.
Now, now, listen, listen. I gotta go. Keep me posted.
Find a way to get that video.
Hey, Mykes, you know the owner of the mini-mart that Purcell killed?
- He had a family, right? - Yeah.
Well, if we had a nickel for every time someone used an artefact for revenge...
...we'd have, like, a billion nickels.
And in dollars, that would be like....
- Well, in nickels-- - I got it.
So great. You go interview the family and...
...I think I know how to get that video.
This goes like this, right?
- Uh, careful with that. - Sorry.
- This building is old and falling apart. - Yes, we have that in common.
Ha, ha! Beat you to it.
- How much shaking can it take? - Good point.
The four of us could take weeks to find the source.
The Geological Survey has sensors in the ground at every major fault.
And depending on the intensity of the sensor...
...they can determine the epicentre....
And....
Why would you have those at the Warehouse?
This is not the San Andreas. Forget I ever said anything.
Um....
- Claudia! - I don't know why.
Why what?
Why-- Why nothing!
- What do you want? - The Artefact Removal Detection System.
Repurpose sensors that are already in place. Of course.
And I could boost power to the system, make sure it feels every vibration.
I'll overlay the data onto a grid of the Warehouse and cross ref.
- Yeah, that. - Nice suggestion, doctor.
Don't get a big head.
I almost got it. I got it. I got it.
Yukon sector.
It's this way. How long have you people worked here?
I'm new.
- Found it. - My....
There. There's the problem.
- What are those? - Expansion joints.
For when the Warehouse automatically expands to make room for artefacts.
For some reason, they're jammed. I think that's what's causing the tremors.
That explains it, except where you said the Warehouse automatically expands?
That's right. Surprise!
- Hi, Helena. - Myka, what are you doing here?
- Emily? - I asked you to leave me out of this.
- It's just that we need help-- - Emily, everything okay?
- Hey. - Nate.
Adelaide. Um....
- This is-- - A dear old friend of Emily's...
...who she hasn't seen in a long time and is surprised to see now.
You're a police officer...
...or something like the police.
You and Emily solved cases together. And you went on amazing adventures.
- How did you--? - Well, the old-friends part is obvious...
...from your body language. The surprise I can just see on Emily's face.
So you must be here from out of town.
I knew you were something like police because, well, you're wearing a badge.
- Emily taught her that. - Ah. Ha, ha.
One correction. There were no amazing adventures.
Myka and I were just roommates at Iowa Tech.
Right.
- Crazy days on the quad. Ha, ha. - Ha, ha.
Someday I'm gonna go on amazing adventures.
- Yes, you will. - Come on.
Please, come in.
Adelaide's exceptional.
And so's her father.
He's a solid, normal, kind man.
Yes, he's a civilian.
But that's one of my favourite things about him.
I'm trying something a little different right now.
- So how long have you lived here? - About six months.
I met Nate at a cooking class.
No, don't laugh.
And then Adelaide.
Myka, they invited me into their home, their lives.
For the first time in over a century, I feel like....
I feel like I belong.
So does Nate know who you really are?
I can't very well tell him I'm H.G. Wells...
...the 147-year-old father of science fiction.
They'd put me away.
So will you help us?
The cops won't, and we need that video.
I can't.
- Myka, I can't. - Helena, people are getting hurt.
One's already dead. And, by the way, you called us, so....
Don't you think you owe it to Adelaide to have one more amazing adventure?
But for the defence, the guys gotta do something.
Ladies. She supposed to be back here? This area's off-limits to visitors.
Officer Curtis.
I'm sure over the years, you've impressed a lady or two...
...by giving her a tour of the station?
Been known to happen.
Well, uh....
Oh.
Right. All right. Rock on, ladies.
Thanks.
You've been watching Claudia.
We trade tips.
Okay, we just have to find the moment where Purcell came into the station...
...and see what he looked like.
Here.
Hmm. It's hard to see any detail. What about before?
- In the parking lot. - Uh....
Oh, my God, Helena.
Pete, listen to me. I'm putting you on speaker.
It looks like the artefact devolves its victims into a primal state.
Got it. Listen, the victim's family wasn't looking for revenge...
...but they said some cop came by.
He creeped them out with his promise to get them justice.
Said his name was Briggs.
Briggs. I know him. Uh....
Back up to before Purcell entered.
There. That's Briggs.
What is he doing?
Can you push in?
He had his handcuffs ready.
He knew Purcell was coming in.
Briggs is our guy.
Pete, our killer with a deadly artefact...
...is a cop.
- Secret Service! - Detective Briggs!
A primal-regression artefact.
It may not just affect physical appearance.
The brain could devolve as well.
Sounds like you're dealing with something affecting the brain's limbic system.
That is the core of our ancient "fight, flight or freeze" responses.
So overwhelming fear, that's how Shultz was scared to death.
You could be dealing with something incredibly old.
Even prehistoric.
Like a piece of cave drawing or an arrowhead?
Be careful.
It's still happening. Don't ask.
Now, listen. An artefact this old, it could be extremely powerful.
Including the downside on whoever is using it.
And if his brain is affected too...
...then the artefact could be putting him into permanent fight mode...
...which would make him as much predator as his victims are prey.
And look, I gotta go.
Pete, why does Briggs have all this info on Helena?
Hi there.
- Miss Lake around? - Don't know yet.
- You are...? - Ah, we work together.
Ah. My nephew takes karate. Boy or girl?
Girl. And I've been repeatedly told it's called Kempo.
- She can't be Emily's, though, right? - What's this about?
I need to get a message to her friends. The Secret Service agents.
I figured they knew each other.
Her name isn't Emily Lake, is it? What is she, Witness Protection?
- What are you talking about? - You really don't know, do you?
- Think about it. - You need to get off my property now.
Tell you what, you can deliver the message for me.
Now, you tell them to back off...
...or I will find out who she's hiding from and ruin this perfect little life of yours.
I assure you, you don't wanna know who I am.
I count six ways I could kill you right now. Only reason you're still drawing breath...
...is I'm trying so hard not to do that sort of thing anymore.
Heh, heh. Check your boyfriend.
- Ah! - Nate!
Nate. You okay?
It's gonna be okay. Just take deep breaths.
Myka! It's there.
Put it in the bag, quick!
Quickly, please.
It's all right. It's all right, I got you.
The Warehouse was designed to automatically expand...
...to accommodate the growing collection of artefacts and their energies.
That's why it was built into the side of this mountain.
And energy and matter can be converted into each other. E equals MC squared.
- So it's a self-sustaining system. - Exactly.
Einstein himself created those expansion joints.
It sucks energy in, matter comes out.
Oh, I get it. So the jammed joints are filling with energy.
And with nowhere for the matter to go...
...the strain to expand is what's causing the quakes.
We need to stop the flow of energy...
...until we can figure out why the joints are jammed.
Right?
Yeah. It's just most people take a little longer...
...till they're comfortable speaking in Freakinese.
Yeah, but good for you, doctor. Good for you.
Obviously, in here, artefact energy is everywhere.
We can't throw a net over the whole place.
Well, so, what if we find a way to cover the joints with neutraliser?
Create a barrier...
- ...that the energy can't get through. - Yeah, just shoot some goo up there.
I'm so glad Pete's not here.
Yow! Wow!
That's a great idea, Jinksy. Let's go build us a goo-shooter.
Look for something in the Schöningen Armoury!
We need something that'll reach all the way to the ceiling.
Are you gonna tell me what's going on or what?
Nothing.
Just admiring from afar.
That's the second time that I've seen you get zapped. What's up?
I think the Warehouse is mad at me, okay?
It's been giving me these electric shocks since we got back from England.
I think it's punishing me.
Because I stabbed its husband or whatever.
So I figure, probably safer to stay outside of the explosives aisle.
- Why give the old lady any ideas? - Or maybe this isn't about you...
...and it has something to do with this expansion thing?
I'm sorry, is your butt getting joy-buzzered every two minutes?
Is anyone else's? Exactly.
- So I'm good back here. - Okay, so tell Artie.
With Dr. Headshrinker listening in?
I don't think so.
They have very strong meds for people who think that buildings hate them.
Wait. You're worried about sounding crazy? In crazytown?
I got locked up for saying my brother was calling me from another dimension.
- It didn't help I was right. - You're lying.
You're not afraid Abigail will think you're crazy.
It's something else.
You see that?
Why couldn't we have needed something from the soft-fabrics aisle?
- What? - You find anything yet?
We are working on it.
Well, hurry up, because we figured out what's jamming the joints.
That big nail is doing all of this?
Not a big nail. That is a spike, a very powerful spike.
It's from the Transcontinental Railway. It draws things together.
Okay. So the artefact's a jawbone.
Best possible match is this handsome devil.
It's a giant prehistoric hyena. Favourite snack was....
Okay. Well, us.
It could be that this guy's jawbone absorbed power...
...to put people in a state of primal fear.
Look, you're saying words, but none of them actually make any sense.
I know, Nate. Look, you're not crazy, okay? We are.
What do you people do?
And Emily, I mean, I thought I knew her.
I want to believe that I know her. I don't even know her name.
She's lived in my house. She's been in my bed.
I trusted her with Adelaide.
I know, all right, all right. Pull up. Pull up, okay?
It's true she's not who you thought.
Okay, but she-- No. No, she is so much more.
It's her place to tell you, okay, not mine.
But what I can say is you don't need to be afraid of her.
And no one that I have ever met will protect you or your daughter any better.
Protect us from what?
If we're so safe, why couldn't she tell me her real name?
Every time the Warehouse and I mix, lives are ruined.
It's over.
Don't you find it strange that you became attached so quickly to a man...
- ...with a daughter around Christina's age? - Excuse me?
Isn't it possible that a part of you still wants to get Christina back?
Myka, how could you suggest--?
This has got nothing to do with my daughter.
Helena, I'm sorry, but I can't help but notice--
You can take your observational skills and you can leave right now.
You are denying who you are to chase a ghost.
This life, it's not who you are.
What? No, no, no. No!
Don't you hurt her! Please.
It's Briggs. He must've flashed his badge at Adelaide's karate school...
...and convinced them he was there to pick her up.
Just bring that thing I left, and everything will be great.
I'll text you and tell you where to meet.
Your dad says we can get some ice cream.
You work with Emily?
Yep. She and your dad are working late, so they asked me to take care of you.
I've got lots of homework, so when can I go home?
That all depends on Emily.
No, I don't understand.
- Why aren't we getting help? - We are the help, okay? We're experts.
At what? What are you an expert at?
We'll get Adelaide back.
Why should I trust you? Why should I trust any of you?
You're the ones who took this thing from him. Give it back to him.
- Bring my daughter home. - Nate, I--
Don't.
I'll talk to him.
- Helena-- - Myka, you were right. You warned me.
- About what? - I can't have a normal life.
I was being foolish, selfish.
- How can I bring anything but misery to--? - That isn't what I meant.
Myka, I know what I am.
I can't just sit here.
I know what I have to do.
Who are you?
I'll explain when this is over.
Myka! Where are you going?
I can handle Briggs. Stay with Helena and Nate.
- Make sure they don't follow me. - No. No. What, are you nuts?
Just wait for us.
This is my fault. I dragged her into this.
I'll get Adelaide back. It'll be okay.
Myke.
Wait, Briggs, he was gonna text instructions to your phone.
She took the phone.
And the artefact.
So how'd it get up there?
Well, the attraction between the spike and the suddenly expanding joints...
...must've been so strong, the spike just shot up to the ceiling.
Probably the first time that the Yukon sector's ever expanded.
We found an old RPG launcher and pressure-loaded the shells with neutraliser.
- Behold, the Goozooka. - You're turning into the goo queen.
It'll neutralise anything within a 20-foot blast radius.
Look. You're gonna have to be really quick.
As you may recall, Einstein's whole mass-energy-conversion thing...
...that's what makes nuclear bombs go boom.
Crap. I was so proud of that name.
That's why we made two.
I need higher ground.
Okay, follow me.
Roy Fransen's diving platform.
For 40 years, Fransen dived off that thing into a shallow pool of water.
If you tell me Cirque du Soleil uses artefacts, I'll never forgive you.
Careful, this ladder's a death trap.
- Well, don't sugarcoat it for me. - Go!
Careful!
I'm okay.
No, no! I'm not okay.
Artie. It's swelling up fast.
- Steve? - I'm fine!
I'll find a way down and help Artie!
You two, you're gonna have to get closer. Get right under that spike and try again.
Just go! This thing is getting bigger!
I guess it's just you and me.
She lost someone, didn't she?
Her daughter.
I knew it when I met her. I think it's what drew me to her.
Adelaide and I, we know what loss looks like.
We're gonna find your daughter, Nate.
Now, he has to have a place near the police station, right?
Because Purcell, he was still evolving when he ran in.
And we think that this jawbone made Briggs act like the predator...
...that it came from.
Which is why...
...I'm studying hyenas.
- What's she doing, looking for clues? - That's what she does.
Makes more sense than what you said.
- Nate, I'm so sorry. I promise you that-- - Find anything?
Yeah, yeah. I have a shoeprint.
Um, from a hiking shoe.
And from the lack of wear, I'd say they're brand-new. Not sure what--
Oh, hello.
Yeah, it's a price tag.
There's no store name.
Hiking?
- Near the station. - What?
Pete said he might have a place near there.
There's a camping goods store. I pass it when I drop you off at work.
- It just went out of business. - Well done, Nate.
We think we know where he took her.
Crap.
- What is it? - Hyenas. They hunt in packs, right?
One lures the prey into the trap where the other's waiting to attack.
That's how Briggs got back to the station before Purcell.
Briggs isn't working alone. He's got a partner.
And Myka doesn't know that.
Detective, I have the jawbone.
Look, I don't want any trouble.
Okay?
I just wanna take Adelaide home.
Reach for your gun slowly.
And slide it over to me.
Look, you have what you want.
Let Adelaide go.
You're the one who killed Shultz.
Shultz died of a heart attack.
But he was just another loser...
...making this city a dangerous place to live in.
You don't care. You don't live here.
Good people afraid to leave their houses at night...
...while killers get off on technicalities?
This let us do something about it!
That has turned you into--
Look, I'm just here for Adelaide.
She's just a kid.
She's not a part of this, so just let her go.
No, you will try and stop us. I can't let either of you go.
You didn't know that was a part of the plan, did you?
Listen, Briggs. That jawbone, it messes with your head.
It makes you do things. You used to be a good cop, I can tell.
I'm still a good cop.
- Good cops don't kill little kids. - Shut up!
Shultz was innocent too.
Did you know that? He was arrested in another state...
...on the night of the murder. He knows. Ask him.
- Is that true? - Shultz was guilty of plenty...
...we never caught him for!
- He got what he deserved! - And when were you gonna tell me that?
Get her or she'll burn both of us!
You're gonna have to do this.
What? No, no, no.
- Look, I get that you don't like me-- - Why would you say that?
- Really? - Okay, I know why you say that.
But I think you'd be safer in there than I would.
Why?
Because the Warehouse has been electrocuting me for days.
If I go in there, it'll kill me.
Claudia, if the Warehouse has been attacking you...
...why haven't you told anybody?
Because the Regents won't make me caretaker if they find out.
They think I have this special connection to the Warehouse.
How can I have a connection if the Warehouse hates me?
And I just barely realised...
...I wanna be caretaker. A lot. And I couldn't tell Artie with you around.
You work for the Regents. It's your job to tell them what you think of us--
Okay. I'm gonna stop you right there because clearly we don't have a lot of time.
First, I am not a snitch.
Second, if you have this special connection...
...did you ever consider...
...that maybe the Warehouse is trying to get your attention?
Maybe zapping you is its way of asking you for help.
- You really think that's it? - How the hell do I know?!
But if you wanna be the caretaker so badly, go caretake!
All right!
You wanted my attention? You got it!
You want my help?
Then let me in!
Otherwise, if you wanna kill me, here's your chance!
Well, that wasn't so hard, was it?
Now, that's a caretaker.
I'm gonna need a Silkwood shower.
Briggs is mine.
Hey, hey, hey.
No killing. Myka will be super pissed.
It's over, Hofgren!
I said, it's over!
Pete.
I did warn you, detective.
- Myka. Are you okay? - I'm all right.
Listen, Adelaide is in the back room. I think you should be the one to get her.
Take care of this for me, will you? Good luck.
No caveman jokes.
- I will not agree to that. - Come on.
- Adelaide? - Emily.
Oh, come here.
God.
Bravo, my girl. Bravo.
Exactly as I would've done.
And my name is Helena.
What made you think the Warehouse was trying to get my attention?
Something Artie told me about Leena, that she spoke Warehouse.
Thought maybe it was trying to talk to you.
You haven't had much positive experience with therapy, have you?
When I got electroshock therapy, one of the gator clips was marked positive.
- That count? - I only use those on my car.
Look, I'm here to help. Or not.
Up to you.
Hey. Crazy question...
...what kind of shampoo do you use?
Nothing special, why?
Weird. Thought I smelled apples.
So is anyone gonna get me down from here?
Oh, my God. That's my best friend.
Everybody seems okay.
Well, Adelaide's safe. That's the main thing.
As for Nate and myself...
- ...who knows? - All right, well, good luck, okay?
Because I really wanna believe there's an alternate Warehouse retirement plan.
So, you know, get in there and book a win for all of us.
I will do my very best not to let you down.
Counting on you.
So is this goodbye?
Well, I would assume not.
Fight for him.
I was wrong when I said you weren't being true to yourself.
Maybe I was just afraid of losing a friend.
But caring for someone, you're obviously very good at it.
So make this....
Make this your home.
Thank you.
And you will never lose this friend.
Good. Heh.
So I guess I will see you around.
- Until then. - Right.
Ugh. Ahem.
Maybe just coffee next time.
Or save the world...
...see what happens.