Use your Mage Armour!
If that mind flayer gets you, we're done for.
Just say you need a bailout, Paladin.
Stand back, boys.
This is clearly a job for me and my new battle axe.
Funny, that is your new nickname.
Watch it, halfling, or I'll use this thing on you.
I'm surprised you guys were free.
Doesn't your app go live this weekend?
Yeah, we were working on it all night.
Needed a brain break.
Yeah, don't tell Lee. He'll freak.
Besides, all apps come out with some bugs.
That's what updates are for.
Isn't that right, Es?
That's what you keep telling me!
Hang on.
Did you guys hear something?
No.
I'm gonna go check it out.
And a Magic Missile.
This mind flayer is getting to me, man.
Es?
You okay?
Clark, what's going on?
Es? Hon?
Oh my God.
Esme? Clark?
What's-- what's going on?
♪ Go on now, go ♪
♪ Walk out the door ♪
♪ Just turn around now ♪
♪ 'Cause you ain't welcome anymore ♪
♪ Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye? ♪
♪ Did you think I'd crumble? ♪
♪ Did you think I'd lay down and die? ♪
♪ Oh no, not I... ♪
Morning people.
♪ I will survive! ♪
♪ For as long as I know how to love ♪
♪ I know I'll stay alive ♪
♪ I've got all my life... ♪
Oh... no!
Shoot!
Ahh!
Oh...
Eeh...
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Oh God! Mom, what are you wearing?
- Put clothes on! - It's my bathroom!
What are you doing in here?
I had a headache.
I just wanted to...
get a cold compress.
Yeah, well, I heard something breaking.
Nope. Just my spirit.
Alastair called.
His tech developer friends might have a case for us.
What does Alastair do, exactly?
He is an IT consultant.
Mm-hm?
I'll go change.
Let me know if you want to borrow a hairbrush.
Ugh!
Isn't this more of a "pickleball and preserves" kind of town?
Why would tech developers be based here?
Actually, the tech biz is booming in Alder Bluffs.
They call it Silicon Valley North!
Okay, now you're just making stuff up.
Oh, one second.
Ah...
Hey, thanks for coming.
You're Alastair's friends, right?
Yes, Victoria, and this is Darby.
We're the Spencer Sisters.
We're not sisters.
Right, uh...
Well, uh, Alastair told me you're an expert in crime.
Uh, solving crime!
Right, well, I'm Clark and this is Esme.
Oh, dear.
Can you tell us what happened?
Well, we were gaming with Alastair.
I heard Esme scream.
I ran downstairs and found her in the kitchen.
Someone attacked her.
Who?
I don't know.
But whoever they were, they stole our server.
All of our data for the app was on it.
We're developing a health care app called Triaj.
We're supposed to go live in three days.
Why didn't you just call the police?
Let's just say I'm not the biggest fan
of Alder Bluffs' finest.
We may have, uh, said police departments
should receive less funding and/or be abolished,
publicly and repeatedly.
Hmm, my sister used to be a police officer.
We're not sisters.
Hey, are you okay?
I came as soon as I got your call.
I'm fine, Lee. I swear.
These are Alastair's friends.
They're detectives.
Our roommate, Lee.
The money guy.
Hello.
Is the backup server okay?
Okay, we're running.
No, no, my God!
Oh, we're screwed!
Why is the garage door open?
Oh!
The server!
No, no, no, no!
Yeah, it's the backup.
Two years' worth of work, gone!
We go live with the app on Sunday
or we lose 500,000 subscribers.
And get destroyed in reviews.
Can you help us get our stolen server back?
Of course.
Any friends of Alastair's are friends of ours.
Maybe we should discuss the terms first,
including payment?
Sorry, I know it's not a great time;
it's just that what we're doing together now
is a business, so...
We'll save the paperwork for later.
We do this because we love it, not for the money!
I was here, gaming with Alastair and Clark.
I heard a noise in the kitchen, and I knew Lee was out,
so I went to see.
Okay, show me what happened next.
The front door was closed, so I walked through here.
When I came around the corner, he hit me with something.
When I passed out, he must've grabbed the server.
Was he tall, short?
Did you get a sense of what he was wearing?
He was dressed in all black,
wearing gloves, I think?
It was a blur, sorry.
Okay.
Are there any security cameras in the house?
A doorbell cam.
I can email you the footage.
Yeah, do that.
Bingo.
Why don't you tell me about the app?
Well, it's called "Triaj" with a J.
It's a wellness app designed to give people more agency
into their own health care.
Basically, users input biometric data--
Or it's collected from pre-existing wearable tech,
like a smart watch--
Cool!
And the app monitors symptoms
and diagnoses problems based off probabilities.
So if it detects a heart murmur,
you can get ahead of heart disease--
Yeah, tell her about the eye scan!
Yeah, so Clark coded this cool feature
where the app uses the phone's camera and flashlight
to record a retinal scan.
A retinal scan with this?
Yeah, and it can detect things like Lyme disease,
jaundice...
- And, uh... - Diabetes.
Yeah, yeah.
Can it warn you before you have a hot flash?
That is a great idea.
We need to put that in the next version.
Where's a pen? Oh...
Okay, are there any other investors?
No, we wanted to retain ownership,
so Lee bankrolled development,
and it's finally ready to launch to its users.
I've been hyping it at TechSummit.
We've got hundreds of thousands of early-bird subscribers.
Yeah, and if we don't deliver,
they'll leave and never come back.
And all that money down the drain...
Hey, you!
It's been a minute.
Uh, my God, I'm so sorry.
I totally forgot you were waiting in the car.
Yeah, you going back to the conference?
'Cause I can just chill and wait here.
I'm kind of in the middle of something.
Can I call you a cab?
Okay, 2015!
I'll just call a ride share.
Girlfriend?
Influencer.
Candy Boisclair, A.K.A. "Candy B."
Half a million followers.
Lee's hanging with her in hopes she'll hype Triaj.
- Hmph! Tough gig. - Mm-hm.
Huh, no scratch marks or warping in any of the doors
to indicate a break-in.
I think I found the weapon of convenience.
That could've killed her!
I'm fine, babe.
If the intruder wanted to hurt Esme seriously,
they would have.
This must be about the server.
Do you have any idea
who might've wanted access to your work?
Parker Dunn.
He's a developer working on something similar
in the VR space.
You know, he actually took me out a few months ago.
Tried to get me drunk.
Tried getting details about how Triaj works.
Where might we find him?
Well, he's doing demos at TechSummit this week, right?
You should definitely check out TechSummit.
Developers and investors come from all over.
This area's kind of like Silicon Valley North.
Told ya.
And pickleball is great workout, by the way.
Pew!
Very nerdy, but...
cool.
You know, I've always been interested
in virtual reality.
Your whole life is a virtual reality.
True. I think that's him.
Yeah.
Parker?
Could we have a minute?
You looking to try this thing out?
No, we were hoping to chat with you about Triaj.
Triaj?
I'm not a part of Triaj. You'll have to talk to Lee.
We did talk to Lee,
and we understand that you were keen on it.
Lee said that?
Mm-hm.
Well, it's not true.
We're working on a health care app as well, okay?
A different one.
It helps you actually visualize your diagnosis
and treatment options,
and connects you with the right specialist.
Sounds a lot like Triaj, doesn't it?
Mm-hm.
Lee wishes that he thought of this first, okay?
But you know the expression,
"Know your enemy. In war and business."
Enemy?
Wow.
Where were you this morning,
between 7 and 8 am?
I was on an Early Bird Breakfast Panel,
which you can confirm with a couple of hundred people
who made it there to see me.
The conference is on for two more days.
We need to see who else was targeting Triaj.
No, no--
that's a gift from the Duchess of Warwick!
No!
Hands where I can see them! Who are you?
Are you here about the stolen server?
Uh... no?
I am here to transform this space into a functional
yet elegant professional milieu.
Ugh, Rory, it's you!
Rory is my friend and interior designer extraordinaire.
Vic, she always gets my friend discount on my expertise,
which is considerable.
My expertise, not the discount.
I asked Rory to come help us set up our new office.
I gave him the keys, but I thought you said Friday!
Oh, well, I had a window,
so I thought I'd come and take some measurements.
Hang on!
You were gonna turn my bedroom into our office?
Yeah, it's the ideal space!
Ideal for me to sleep in!
Were you even gonna ask me?
There are plenty of other rooms in the house, honey.
Besides, this wasn't even supposed to be a bedroom.
It's miles away from the others.
Yeah, I know!
Why do you think 13-year-old me chose it?
You are not kicking me out of my bedroom, mm-mm.
Besides, I know a much better office space!
- Huh? - Come!
See?
It's spacious, there's great lighting,
it's accessible from the main entrance...
This is a lovely space.
This is my writing room. I need to write!
"There are plenty of other rooms in the house, honey."
Not gonna happen.
Esme sent the footage.
Hmm, there's no one coming or going.
Hmm.
The thief must have used the kitchen door,
where there's no camera.
Oh, look! That's us arriving.
- See, you do slouch. - Ugh!
Oh my...
Oh, that's Lee!
Who's that with him?
That must be Candy B,
some kind of internet influencer.
Wait, wait, wait, hang on.
What the hell is she doing?
Why is she taking pictures of his stuff?
We should talk to Candy B.
Yes, we should!
I mean, you should...
definitely handle it.
Come on.
Lee said he thinks Candy's staying in Room 513.
That's this way.
Yes, Mom, I know how sequential numbering works.
Hello, again.
Who is it?
Oh, crap.
Okay, so let me get this straight.
You two are just friends,
but somehow you convinced her to be a honeytrap for Lee?
Well, Candy is a legit influencer.
And, "You cannot call yourself a proper warrior
"if you refuse to use all the weapons in your arsenal."
Sun Tzu.
Didn't know "The Art of War" applied to health care apps.
I barely got anything out of Lee.
Yeah, he wasn't that into me, for some reason.
Huh.
Well, let me ask you a question.
Were you with him this morning before 8 am?
We were going to the first panel of the day together,
so we had breakfast at the bar.
But he saw someone, bolted-- no explanation.
And he was gone about 45 minutes.
- Bolted? - Yeah.
Where were you while you waited?
At the bar. I had two mimosas.
Seriously?
What?
Ugh, spying's hard work!
I agree.
Yes, the one in the bright pink jacket.
Okay, great. Thank you so much.
The bartender definitely remembers that she was there,
and her delicious pair of mimosas.
Hey, I have some whitefish.
How about some dinner? We could whip up a salad.
That's okay.
I have a burrito in here somewhere.
Oh, I threw it away.
What?
That was mine!
I happen to like a clean fridge.
Well, I happen to like a fridge that has the burrito
I was saving in it.
Please don't touch my stuff!
You're one to talk! I found my face cream.
Or at least its burial site.
Well, that was different because that was an accident.
The breaking it, or the snooping around in my bathroom?
I wasn't sn-- Ugh!
I'm not hungry anymore.
Oh, okay.
Fine, be that way.
It wasn't ready anyway!
Because if you'd have worked out the bugs earlier,
we would've launched months ago!
Uh-huh, easy for you to say, Mr. Trust Fund!
You don't do any of the actual work.
And why haven't we transferred already
to an offsite storage server, huh?
We have updates!
Parker was a dead end.
And, plot twist,
Candy was his friend and she was spying on you all.
What?
Wow, way to vet your girlfriends.
In Lee's defence, she says she didn't learn much.
And her alibi is airtight.
So, if it wasn't Parker, who else knew about the app?
Or where the server was located?
Wait, wait, wait, wait...
Six months ago, Lee did a livestream about Triaj.
He videoed a walkthrough around the house, introduced us,
and gave a sneak peek about our work.
You showed the thief exactly where to go!
So, the walkthrough brought out
all kinds of trolls in the comments.
A lot of scumbags went after Esme.
Why Esme?
'Cause I dare to do my job while having lady parts.
Oh, yeah. We get that.
Okay, do any of these trolls live under local bridges?
Thank you, Alastair.
So, Alastair went through the comments
on Lee's live stream
and filtered for local IP addresses.
And?
There's only one, a guy named Jesse France.
He went after Esme in a big way,
so he's gonna text us his address.
How does Alastair have this guy's home address?
He's a very talented IT consultant.
Well, look who's here.
More coffee?
When are you gonna tell Antonio
that you married him for his Americanos?
Never, and neither are you.
Victoria, Darby, perfecto!
I am working out the kinks on these coxinha de frango.
Mmm, incredible!
Really?
I think I can die happy now.
- Yes! - Wow.
So, um, I'm gonna add them to the list for your party.
Party?
We're throwing an intimate cocktail party tomorrow
to celebrate the opening of the Spencer Sisters agency!
Who's we? When was this decided?
Well, I didn't think I need permission
to invite people to my own house.
It's my house, too. I also live there.
Very dramatic!
What else do we have?
- Come with me. - Okay.
I didn't know you didn't know.
So, what, you're pals with my mom now?
She's fun! And a great storyteller.
She told us about this time you were six,
you had to pee but couldn't get the snowsuit off in time...
You had to be there.
I was there!
The first time!
Come on, you know you'll always be my ride or die.
Yeah, except now I have to share you with my mother.
Like everything else.
Ah, alright! Time to go get our troll!
Goodbye!
Thanks!
Yeah.
Not bad.
Trolls, trolls, trolls.
Ugh, I bet he lives at his mom's house.
I live in my mom's house!
That's different!
Jesse France?
Yeah?
Who's asking?
We are.
We have a few questions for you about your online activity.
I just sent in my application like last week.
Come again?
You guys are with CSIS, right?
Okay. Yeah, we got your application.
And, as you know, we thoroughly vet
all of our prospective operatives.
Operatives, yeah.
And in looking into you,
we found evidence of you harassing women online.
No, I don't-- I don't do that.
Did you or did you not comment on a live stream
for a company called Triaj,
and refer to the female coder as,
and I quote, "Basic Java Feminazi b-word"?
Okay, uh, yes, I did that.
I did that, but I--
I didn't mean anything by it.
I just get pissed off sometimes.
Oh, I bet you do.
It must be tough for you when people claim space
that you think is rightfully yours.
I guess?
You ever get so pissed off that you wanted to hurt Esme?
And her company?
Well, no, no!
Look, I stopped bugging her. I swear, okay?
After her aggro boyfriend came around
and I thought he was gonna kill me.
Kill you? Her boyfriend?
Yeah.
The-- the nerdy guy with the long hair and the glasses?
No, the fancy suit guy from the live stream.
Luke. Or Lee something.
Lee!
Alright, Jesse. Thank you so much for your time.
Wait, hold on.
So, do I get the job?
Stop being a lowlife and start respecting women,
and maybe we'll talk to you again.
Yes, sir!
I mean ma'am!
I can do that.
So Lee tracked him down and threatened him
and never mentioned it to us?
What else is he lying about?
Lee, still attending TechSummit?
Yeah, we're, uh... keeping up appearances.
If we can get our server back,
we'll still want to make the app go live on Sunday.
- We met with Esme's troll. - Mm!
He said you paid him a visit.
Yeah, I did.
It's my job to make sure that Clark and Esme
can focus on work.
I was just resolving a problem.
Mm-hm?
How did you find Jesse?
I pretended to be a troll.
It's actually ridiculously easy
to get them to believe you're one of them.
It's kind of pathetic, really.
Wouldn't sending a cease and desist
have been more professional?
Oh, you have feelings for Esme...
Yeah.
Esme and I were together.
This year, she got interested in Clark.
I wish them nothing but the best.
But you haven't totally moved on
and you don't want either of them to know that, right?
It's kind of a messy situation.
Okay, yes.
Yeah, I still love Esme.
So you can't blame me for going after the guy
threatening the person I love, alright?
I'm so sorry, sir.
Your card was declined.
That's strange. Here, just use this one instead.
We heard you left Candy at the bar.
Who did you meet with?
Uh, there was an old friend passing through.
We caught up. Can you excuse me?
I'm not quite buying it.
He seems awfully secretive about this meeting.
He's secretive about everything.
Technically, he would've had time to go home
and commit the theft...
Wow, you don't actually think he would hit Esme, do you?
Wait, hold on. I have an idea.
Excuse me.
I'm so sorry to bother you.
No, not a problem.
When you were here...
I'm so sorry!
I really appreciate it.
- No, of course. - Thanks!
That waiter was working breakfast yesterday
and saw Lee leave after another woman.
Her name was Monica Chandras.
Who's that?
He says she's the panellist here.
She's some big deal. I don't know.
Let's go find her.
Is there anyone you won't flirt with?
I was just being cordial.
You would know it if I was flirting.
So Monica, you met with Lee?
Sure, I met with Lee.
He was looking for an eleventh-hour investor.
We understood Triaj didn't want outside investment;
they wanted to retain ownership of the company.
That's not what he told me.
Well, were you interested in investing?
I'm not interested in the health care space.
Theranos killed that for me.
Please join me in welcoming
one of the most influential women in tech...
Excuse me.
...Monica Chandras!
They were about to launch.
Why would Lee be meeting a new investor?
Hmm.
So, I pulled these from Lee's socials.
So, okay, you know, he's clearly a guy who travels.
And he looks pretty good doing it.
Look at that. He's got a $6,000 Nadia suit.
$6,000?
That's more than my car!
Yeah, by about $5,000.
Oh, wait...
Now, there are the pants from it.
And here's the jacket from it.
Huh...
That's weird.
So he mixes and matches pieces from the same suit.
So what?
Honey, if you can afford a Nadia suit,
you don't "mix and match."
You have a whole closet full of them.
Huh.
I think something's off here.
That's a bright, sunny day, but Lee doesn't cast a shadow.
So, he's a ghost?
Hmm, let me do a reverse image search.
That's the same picture!
He just comped himself in?
Lee's not a ghost. He's a fake.
Lee?
Lee, we need to talk!
Let the man finish his swim.
Okay.
We know about your fake photos on social media.
And your credit card was declined.
What's your story?
You're not rich, are you?
My family lost everything while I was in university.
Bad investments.
I was so used to living that life, I just kept it up.
People take you seriously when you're rich.
Do Clark and Esme know about this?
No.
That's a lot of secrets for one house.
Look, I didn't steal the server, okay?
The others think I'm personally bankrolling development...
Hundreds of thousands in debt.
Is that why you met with Monica?
Yeah, we had a huge influx of subscribers
at the beginning of TechSummit.
We needed to scale up to offsite storage.
That's crazy expensive.
You know, no cash flow, no chance at a bridge loan.
Going to Monica was our Hail Mary.
But she wasn't interested.
Oh, she was definitely interested.
But in pieces of the app.
I didn't want her breaking Triaj up for parts.
What's going on?
Lee, we'll check in with you tomorrow.
Seems like you guys have a lot to talk about.
See, I'm-- I'm responsible
for the agency's aesthetic,
which is much more integral than you might think.
Excuse me.
Isn't it kind of wrong to party
when we've hit a wall with the case?
Don't be such a wet blanket!
Life can't just stop, you know?
Please tell me you did not invite my ex.
Well, that would obviously be a lie.
Oh, come on! We're all friends.
No.
Someone needs a drink!
Oh, thank you! I really needed this.
Mmm!
Excellent.
- Hey, buddy. - Hey, Zane.
Hey, everybody!
Oh, it is so wonderful to have you all here
at the start of this thrilling new venture.
And I am extra excited to be working alongside
a woman who is often, well, mistaken as my sister!
Hence the name...
"The Spencer Sisters"!
Darby, come on up!
Darby?
Honey?
Oh, uh, Darby?
Where could she possibly be?
Under here? No?
Darby, honey! She's a little shy.
Not much for speeches, huh?
Wheat ale.
My favourite. Thank you.
I should've known you'd find me.
Yeah, I want to apologize.
I should've checked to see if it was cool that we came.
No, it's okay.
You have nothing to apologize for.
Yeah, it's one thing to be in the same town,
another to come to your house.
Oh, this is very clearly not my house.
So, how's the new business going?
Well, my mom and I argue about a lot.
Like whether or not she has boundary issues.
Spoiler alert: hard yes.
I don't doubt that!
What's the case that you're working on?
- Right now? - Yeah.
IP theft.
Stolen tech for an app.
The Luddite is investigating technology?
Hey, I prefer to identify as technologically-challenged.
Okay.
No, the app's actually pretty cool.
It takes a bunch of your health data and then determines
if you need to see a doctor.
That sounds...
awful.
What? Why?
Because patients get so much bad information online.
And doctors need a lot of context
to make a good diagnosis.
There's just too many ways for an app like that to go wrong.
Hmm, I never thought about it like that.
Hey!
Hi!
Is this a private party?
No!
No, not at all!
Darby and Victoria were having a, um, communication issue
and, uh, she needed to get away.
Yeah, you know how it is.
Come in!
You guys should enjoy your drinks here.
I have to run anyway.
I have some work to do on the app.
I mean, the...
Bye!
Okay, have fun!
Bye.
I'm working on the cluster now.
Yeah.
Yeah, well, why don't you call Elon to verify?
No, tonight.
Sorry about that.
Elon?
A different Elon.
Please, sit. Sit!
What can I do for you?
What does an IT consultant do, exactly?
I, um...
consult, you know?
Okay.
So, what can you tell me about Triaj?
Right...
Well, I've been going through what's left
of the backup server.
The coding files are totally corrupted,
but the testing logs indicated that the app was,
mmm, kind of unreliable.
Unreliable?
But they were about to launch.
Well, most of the analysis tested great,
so heart stuff, eye scan stuff,
but anything skin-related was glitchy.
Give me an example?
Okay, so out of the 300 random test subjects
that uploaded a picture of their birthmark...
Mm-hm?
The app flagged 296 of them as likely melanoma.
That is statistically impossible.
So the app wasn't market-ready?
That's being generous.
And no one at Triaj said a word.
Uh-uh.
I'm trying to write!
Oh, I'm sorry, am I being extremely annoying
first thing in the morning?
I see you're looking for a fight.
Inviting Lucas to the party was looking for a fight.
You crossed a line.
I threw a party.
I didn't force anyone to spend time together.
If Lucas sought you out, it's not on me.
I'm not just your kid moving back into your house.
I'm a grown woman! I have my own life.
Okay, so this is about the burrito?
No, it's...
Yes!
It's about you not respecting my boundaries.
Okay, if we're talking about boundaries,
I need you to respect my writing time!
I need peace and quiet to concentrate.
After all, Bryn Martell still pays the bills around here.
Because you won't charge our clients!
Are we in business or not?
Well, of course we are.
Then why are you throwing parties at the house
while I'm out finding clues?
Clues?
What did you find out?
Alastair was able to check the test logs for Triaj.
The app wasn't market-ready.
But they were gonna launch it tomorrow!
Exactly.
Maybe someone in the house wanted to prevent that.
Lee seemed to genuinely need the app to succeed.
Mm-hm.
Clark, or Esme?
Or the two of them together?
You dig into Esme, I'll take Clark.
A break from my "sister"!
Perfect.
By the way, you owe me 300 bucks for that face cream.
Who spends $300 on face cream?
Someone who look fantastic, that's who.
You know, all this video-gaming eludes me.
Thank you for walking me through this, Alastair.
Yeah. Yeah, happy to help.
Are you okay?
You seem a little, um... down.
Oh, that's sweet.
Just growing pains at home, I think.
Candy?
These are my absolute favourites!
I've never seen them outside of Portugal!
Where did you find them?
Oh, I got a... I got a candy guy.
- Yeah? - Yeah!
Can I take another?
Take as many as you want!
Thank you!
Um, okay. Uh, here we go.
Here we go...
Archived footage from the time of the attack.
If that mind flayer gets you,
we're done for.
[video] Just say you need a bailout, Paladin.
Stand back, boys.
This is clearly a job for me and my new battle axe.
Okay, can you get me a better view of what's happening?
I can show you different player POVs.
This is Esme's.
[video] All apps come out with a few bugs.
That's what updates are for.
Isn't that right, Es?
[video] That's what you keep telling me!
Hang on.
[video] Did you guys hear something?
No.
I'm gonna go check it out.
[video] Okay, this mind flayer is getting to me, man.
- - Es?
Was that Esme screaming?
Es?
Okay, if Clark is in on it,
then he deserves an Oscar for that performance.
Take a look at Clark's POV.
[video] Yeah, we were working on it all night.
- Needed a brain break. - Wait, stop!
Look at that.
Replay it.
[video] Yeah, we were working on it all night.
Needed a brain break.
Look, Esme turned her camera off
and her character is not moving.
What are you thinking?
She's away from her keyboard.
She wasn't playing...
She was pretending to play.
Hey!
You survived the party.
Yeah, by leaving it.
We had fun.
Good.
So, can I ask you something? It's for the case.
I'm trying to verify if an injury was legit.
Sure.
This is Esme, and she said
that she heard a noise in the kitchen,
so she went in to check it out,
and someone hit her on the forehead.
And we think this was the weapon because the bottom of it,
the shape matches the shape of the wound.
No.
No?
No, the wound edge is diffuse.
It didn't penetrate the lower tissue.
Okay, and for the non-MDs in the house?
It's a scrape.
If someone took that pepper mill
and brought it down on her forehead,
it would go through several layers of tissue.
Be more like a gouge.
So then... what created that?
Boom.
Hold on, so you're saying the wound is self-inflicted?
She faked the attack?
Looks like it.
Sorry, guys.
Look, I did all that I could with this,
but it's pretty much toast.
So, why are we here?
We wanted to meet you without Esme.
She faked her attack.
What? That's ridiculous.
She pretended to keep playing
and gave herself enough time to hide the main server.
And put the backup in the pool.
No way! She wouldn't do that.
Okay, look, I know you care a lot about Esme,
but come on! Think about it.
Did Esme ever express concerns about the app not working?
She asked me to push the launch by six months, but...
I said no.
Well, no, she's an anxious person.
She just wanted it to be perfect.
She wanted it to be safe.
I was just... too focused on the money.
She stole the server to prevent us from going live.
Do you know where she is right now?
She had a doctor's appointment.
Ah... Do you have access to her emails?
No, it's password-protected.
Okay...
"IT consultant," my ass.
Look at that!
Esme is planning to sell the app to Monica Chandras!
What for?
Monica said she had no interest in health care.
But she was interested in parts of Triaj.
Maybe Esme was trying to find a way
to bail the three of you out.
Yikes...
One of the startups in Monica's portfolio is Hass Systems.
They sell and collect people's information.
All of our subscribers' information was on that server.
Well, isn't all of our information out there anyway?
- Hmm, no. - No.
Not retinal scans.
That is highly sensitive medical information
that could be sold to the highest bidder.
And we just gave Hass a whack of new inventory.
Not if we can get to Esme first...
and stop that sale.
are they?
I don't know.
This is where they were supposed to meet.
Ooh, it's your boyfriend-- ask him!
Hello, have you seen Monica Chandras?
Well, she just left for the airport.
Was she with this woman?
She may have been.
Hmm, then we're too late.
Not necessarily.
There may be another way to stop them.
And believe it or not, I actually want you to drive!
And remember, I want the money split three ways.
Fine, whatever.
You destroyed the backup?
Yes.
Pass me the server.
I want to make sure I have everything I need.
I made a workflow plan for the areas I think
you'll need to focus on to get everything working right.
Fine, fine.
Where's the retinal scan data?
It's integrated with the rest of the data.
Just need the retinal scans.
Show me.
It's all there. This is perfect.
You're doing the right thing. Your friends need the money.
What the hell?
Dmitri!
A crazy woman jammed on her brakes.
You know, I thought I saw a squirrel.
And you know when they run past your car
and you're like, "Ahh!"?
You ever the show "World's Worst Driver"?
My mom would've killed on that show.
Literally.
Uh, what are you doing here?
Monica's company owns Hass Systems.
She doesn't want to save Triaj,
she wants all your subscribers for their retinal scans.
Oh my God! What are we gonna do?
What is happening?
We have to go!
Move your car.
Hey, you know what, you're the one that rear-ended me, so--
You!
What are you doing here?
There isn't even any damage.
We have a plane to catch.
Esme, let's go!
I changed my mind.
I'm not selling.
Well, too bad, 'cause a deal's a deal.
Dmitri, let's go.
Fine, I'll move my car.
Safe travels. Sorry again.
They still have our data!
No, they don't. I swapped it.
They have the corrupted server.
What the hell?
Ugh!
It's all good. It's over.
Ah...
I really messed up.
Clark and Lee are never gonna forgive me.
You never know.
Your roommates might be more understanding than you think.
This is all so lovely, but don't you think we should
get out of here before Monica and her goon get back?
Come on, let's go!
Yeah, let's go.
So, are you all moving out?
Uh, no.
Esme and I are gonna stay
and we're gonna rent out Lee's room.
Oh! How much is rent?
I'm gonna crash with my folks for a while,
while I figure things out, you know?
What about Triaj?
We'll all still work together.
This time with better communication.
Smart.
I'm sorry we can't afford to pay you,
but I really want to thank you both.
Without you, things would've ended a lot differently.
Call us if you need a website!
Well, another case,
another satisfied customer too broke to pay their bill.
Oh, I forgot to tell you, Alastair paid our fee,
$8,000.
How?
Best not to ask too many questions.
Mom, moving forward,
I promise to respect your writing time.
And I promise to stop messing with your love life.
Or lack thereof.
That's generous of you.
Thank you.
Oh, wait! I want to show you something.
Come here.
Voilà!
Your writing room!
Mm-mm. Our office!
I had Rory redecorate it while we were out.
He repainted, brought in a new desk, and rearranged things.
I guess I should have asked you first.
No, that's okay.
I know you want your own space,
but I wanted us to be close enough
so that we could communicate.
It's incredible. Thanks, Mom.
I'm glad you like it.
I wanted it to feel like home to us both.
We should celebrate.
Dinner's on me.
I suppose you're ordering takeout.
Oh, definitely... What do you want, burritos?
And you wonder why you break out.
Guess I'll just have to start using your fancy face cream.
Uh-huh.
You're gonna have to replace it first!