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Where the hell is he stays?

Don't worry, Mr. Lynch, I'm sure he'll be here soon.

Yeah, well, this is ridiculous, and he goes on in less than five minutes.

It's all right, Mr. Lynch, he's here. All right, get him up on stage, and I'll

tell everybody he's on his way.

Mr. Brava, I'm afraid we need to hurry. Mr.

Brava, no advanced copy of your speech has been released. Why the secrecy? Come

here and you'll know. Can you tell us anything about what you're going to say?

You want a sound bite?

Fine.

People who traffic in humans are like cockroaches hiding in the dark.

You have to expose them to the light.

What do you mean expose?

Will you be naming somebody?

Mr. Bravo. Mr.

Bravo, can you just explain the major theme of your speech? Mr. Bravo, I'll be

right back.

Mr. Brava, we really have to.

Help me! Somebody, please!

Andy Burnside, Kane County Sheriff.

Agent Teresa Lisbon, this is Patrick Jane, our consultant.

Hi. Hi.

So the victim's name was Hector Brava.

He was a do-gooder, ran an organization called the Sheltering Light Foundation.

They fight human trafficking.

There's a conference going on. He was supposed to give some kind of a speech.

So you're the psychic, huh? No.

No such thing as psychics.

Thanks.

Looks like cause of death was blunt force trauma to the back of the head.

Yeah, some of my men found a fire extinguisher with blood on it over

there, no usable prints on it, though.

If he was here to make a speech, what was he doing back here?

This.

It's a text message.

Made me through the staff door, Carmen.

Tracking the sender now.

How many Carmens have you ID'd at the hotel?

Two employees at the hotel, another two were attending the conference.

They all have alibis, though. We're going to keep looking.

He had his wallet on him, all his credit cards, a lot of money, so he could rule

robbery out. Maybe.

Where's the speech?

Hmm? You said Bravo's on the way to deliver a speech. Wouldn't he have that

speech on his person?

Or notes, at least? Did you find anything?

No.

Joe, find out everything you can about the speech.

Got it.

There's a contradiction here.

The murder itself feels improvised. The fire extinguisher, the semi-public

location. But the setup, the text message was planned.

No robbery to speak of.

No assault other than the blow to the head.

It doesn't feel like an anger killing. It feels more like an act of

desperation.

The murderer wanted to keep Bravo from doing something or saying something.

That's just what our psychic said.

Your psychic?

Christina Fry.

You're kidding.

What, you've heard of her?

Relax.

Don't force the memory.

It'll come, and the details will emerge.

How much do you pay in a sheriff?

That's none of your business.

Not that much. I'm working for the wrong people.

Miss Fry.

Hi, it's nice to see you again. You too.

Thank you. So, you got the sheriff wrapped around your finger.

Sheriff Burnside is a man with an admirably open mind. Yes, he's also a

man that likes to watch television with a cat curled up asleep on his lap while

his mother sits next to him and knits.

But I'm sure he'd prefer that to remain a secret.

I thought you said you weren't psychic.

Oh, he is. He's just not ready to accept it.

Actually, it was the cat hair on your pants. Lack of wedding ring and your

general live-with-mom vibe.

If you want to believe that his dead uncle Harry came down and whispered it

in my ear, then be my guest.

Don't you ever get tired of your own cynicism? Oh, weary as hell.

What's the alternative?

Why don't we give them a little bit of time to catch up?

Sorry about the mom thing.

I have a question.

What are you doing working with the cops?

I thought you were a spiritual psychoanalyst. Did your patients catch

on to you?

I still have my practice.

Why, are you looking for a therapist?

Uh, let me think about that.

No.

I heard that psychoanalysts are a disease that present themselves as a

cure, and on top of that, you add in ghosts.

Flexive mockery, sign of a troubled soul, Patrick.

You got bored, didn't you?

Got too easy taking their money.

Well...

I think our gift obliges us to help other people. Oh, is that what you

think? Our gift gives us an obligation to help. I like that line. I'm going to

use it. Van Pelt says there's a problem tracing the text message that Bravo got.

What? Well, the trail leads to an electronic dead drop. No way to trace it

back. But she's going to look at his other phones, run down those calls.

And what about the speech?

There's no word yet on whether he had it on him or not.

But we haven't talked to the wife yet. She's inside.

Hector and I knew something like this might happen.

He always said there was too much at stake to waste time worrying.

What were you and your husband worried about?

The traffickers.

People who profit from the enslavement of others.

Hector was tireless in his pursuit of them.

Is there anyone you can think of who may have wanted to kill him?

Agent, my husband's received half a dozen death threats since Christmas.

If you're asking for names, well, we didn't make a habit of filing the notes.

He was going to give a speech today. Did he have it on him?

Yes. Why?

Well, there was some secrecy surrounding it. Did you know what he was going to

talk about?

No, I didn't.

That wasn't unusual.

Hector rarely shared the details of his work with me, but his way of protecting

me.

The person you need to talk to is Russell Bigelow.

He did research for Hector.

Ilsa, um... You've been told who I am and what I do?

Ah, yes.

My communication with the other side is like a long-distance phone call with a

bad connection.

So, often the messages I receive are meaningless to me, but not to those with

ones who've passed over.

Okay?

I'm really not big on this, um, supernatural stuff.

You're not alone.

Your husband wants me to remind you of something, something that will make you

smile. I said, I'm getting an image of, um, cherry blossoms.

Does that mean anything to you?

Yes. We were married under a cherry tree.

How could you know that?

He can recall foliage from his wedding day, but he can't tell you who killed

him? Crossing over to the other side can be confusing.

It's a bit like waking up from anesthesia. Sometimes it can take a

while to get real clarity.

Makes sense.

Does the name Carmen mean anything to you?

The opera.

Why?

That's pretty.

My turn.

Ilse, did your husband ever cheat on you?

Did you cheat on him?

Why would you ask that?

You're very noble and dignified. Very stoic. A Jackie O thing going on there.

Maybe you don't give a crap. Maybe you're happy instead.

Maybe not.

I'd like you to leave now.

Good idea, Jane.

Thank you for the tea, Frank Tate.

Nice work.

She was hiding something and wanted to see what it was. What did you learn?

It's early days.

She's got a good arm.

Did learn that.

I'm not so sure this is such a good idea to talk about this stuff.

I'm just a researcher, you know.

Listen, Mr. Bigelow, we understand that you're frightened, but we really need to

know what was in that speech. You don't understand.

Trafficking generates billions.

I mean, there are governments behind this stuff.

It's like these people can get to anybody.

I mean, Hector's stuff already proves that. We can offer you protection,

Russell, but only if you tell us what you know.

If you don't help us, then all the work that you've done to stop these guys will

be for nothing.

Traffickers use quasi-legit businesses to launder their money around the world.

I watch audit trails.

We made a connection.

That's what's in Hector's speech.

What connection?

Have you ever heard of the World Anti-Trafficking Coalition?

One of the backers of the conference, right? Yeah.

A major charity. It's run by a guy named Christopher Lynch.

They assisted us in shutting down a bunch of networks.

But the trafficking continued.

The money just went someplace else.

So it took a while to trace it, but we found out the Coalition is a front-four

trafficking group.

You know, they used us to shut down their own competition, building

themselves a monopoly.

Here. Dead speech.

Or a copy.

Why didn't you notify the authorities once you figured out what was going on?

Because Hector said that he wanted to denounce Lynch himself in public.

I said it was too dangerous, but...

You just wouldn't listen.

Did Bravo ever mention anybody named Carmen to you?

No. No, not to me.

Why? So Bigelow is saying that the people fighting human trafficking were

traffickers. Apparently.

All right. You and Cho go talk to this lunch, see what he has to say for

himself. Okay.

Are you guys joking?

Because your humor's in bad taste.

Hector was a close colleague and a good friend.

Who was planning to give a speech that would identify your coalition as a front

for human traffickers, Mr. Lynch? He names you, specifically.

Look, someone is leading you down the garden path, gentlemen.

Hey, there's no basis of truth in this.

Surely you can see that it's in the traffickers' interest to split us up,

get us suspecting each other. Well, it looks like Bravo went past suspecting

you. Oh, please.

Hector saw conspiracies everywhere.

You know, he liked being in the spotlight.

When we read the speech, he makes a pretty convincing case. Okay, look,

we're going to clear this up right now.

I will have my lawyers give you access to all the records, and then you will

see that the coalition has nothing to hide.

Does the name Carmen mean anything to you?

No. Can you think of anybody who'd want to kill Brava?

Oh, yeah, maybe only a few hundred people.

Wait a second.

One thing.

Second night of the convention, I saw Hector having an argument with a man

named Tariq Sharif outside the hotel bar, and for my money...

The argument was about a woman. Look at your tongue. Because I know these guys,

and they definitely weren't having a discussion about immigration policy.

How's it coming with Lynch? Says a man called Tariq Sharif was fighting with

Brava. I'm checking for an ID on Sharif right now. I took a look at the records

that Lynch's lawyer emailed over. First glance, couldn't find anything that

supports Brava's accusations.

I checked Lynch's phone records. He made a single call right after we left the

interview to an anonymous disposable cell. Does this say where it originated?

Here's the word then. Call ends at a cell tower out in the middle of nowhere.

that is weird right so if we're gonna go check it out all right here we go i got

him here's trick sharif

i'll see if anybody's seen

sharif excuse me

by

the pool

What are you doing? Nothing.

Mr. Sharif.

Yes? What with the CBI?

Agent Lisbon.

Mr. Jane.

Why don't you sit down?

Oh, I don't mind if we do.

I was just telling Mr. Sharif that his spirit is troubled.

There's a wrong that he burns to rectify.

Interesting. In fact, it was an old friend. I pushed him to take up the

trafficking problem.

Naturally, I feel responsible.

They're great glasses.

Could I try those? No.

Okay.

Mr. Sharif, why don't you take off the sunglasses?

Now?

was misunderstanding he was drunk.

It didn't have anything to do with Ilsa, by any chance.

It was nothing like that.

It was exactly like that. You have a strong connection with Ilsa. A bond.

See?

Ilsa and I were very close.

By chance, we found ourselves here alone on the first night. I...

expressed my deep admiration for her. She returned my feelings, but was afraid

to act on it.

Actor found out, hypocrite that he is, he attacked me.

How is he a hypocrite? Because he was unfaithful to her.

I did say.

You did?

Mr. Sharif, you were saying that Mr. Bravo was unfaithful? I'm a pacifist,

not a coward. You don't strike me without repercussions.

I went to his suite.

The night before he died, to confront him.

A woman was leaving.

It wasn't Ilsa.

Someone from the conference?

It wasn't that kind of woman. She was young, pretty, cheap clothes. I assume

she was a prostitute.

Carmen.

As far as I can tell, that's the only structure within a half mile of the cell

tower Lynch's call stopped at.

I don't see anything.

Nope, nothing.

We have dogs?

Probably.

I listen.

You have misread the situation, agents.

I am entirely ignorant of whatever it is that you are accusing me of. You're

lying.

I got the phone records.

I called your goons and told them to lock those women up so your guys could

escape. I'm sorry, goons?

What goons? And records can be faked. No, those women in the truck, that was

you. Hector Brava, that was you too.

You're wrong.

I weep for those poor souls you found.

And as I said, Hector was a dear friend.

What about Carmen?

Who's Carmen?

And where's my lawyer?

Duff. Sociopath.

Wolf among the sheep.

He's a caught wolf now.

Phone calls enough to connect him to about 20 different family charges. Not

even counting the homicide.

He's gone away for a long time.

She likes you, that one. Which

one? The blonde one.

What? And you like her.

What? I'm not so sure I know where this is headed. You know exactly where this

is headed.

Do you ever consider dating again?

Do you?

How did we get to this point so quickly?

I'm just saying I think it would be a good thing.

What would?

Charging Lynch with Bravo's murder.

How close are we?

A confession would help.

Well, why don't you ask one of her spirits? I'm sure they'll provide the

evidence that's needed.

Where are you going?

This case is solving itself without me. I have errands to run.

Christopher Lynch

didn't kill Brava.

No. The emotion he was trying to conceal was contempt.

Lynch didn't consider him worth killing.

A deeply evil man, but not one who committed this crime.

What if I didn't say spirits? What if I said instincts? Would that be something

you could accept?

Oh, well, maybe.

Because they're telling me to come with you. Are they? Why?

Because the last time you spoke with Ilsa Engel, she threw a teacup at your

head. It was a sauce. It wasn't a teacup. But who said I'm going to see

Ilsa Engel? Tell me that you're not.

She thinks well of me. I can communicate with her husband.

And she'll only talk to you if I'm there.

Well, I guess I have no choice but to bring you along with me.

You think you manipulated me into coming with you don't you no I don't I think

you manipulated me into thinking I manipulated you to coming with me

Okay,

I'm just gonna come straight out now I'm gonna say I'm sorry for the obnoxious

infidelity remarks earlier, and I humbly beg your forgiveness Sorry

Would you mind talking to us a little bit about Tariq Sharif?

He was drunk.

He said things he shouldn't have said, and I excused myself from his company.

And then your husband punched him in the face.

I didn't tell Hector to hit him, if that's what you're asking.

I won't pretend I'm particularly sad that Hector punched him.

He said things that he... He acted like a pig and an ass. A pig and an

ass? That can't be good.

We need to ask you again about the night before Hector died.

I, um... I had a department meeting. I stayed up in Berkeley.

And is there any chance that a woman could have been visiting with Hector

that night?

If Tariq said that, he's lying.

He wouldn't dare say that if Hector was still alive.

Disgusting. Disgusting.

Um, well, I... I guess I should go.

Okay. Well, I still have some business to attend to here, so, uh... Yeah, I'm

gonna catch a cab out front.

Okay.

Oh, nice call on the cherry blossoms, by the way.

How so?

The wedding photograph.

March 97, D.C.

March through to April is the annual Cherry Blossom Festival in D.C.

Patrick, you credit me with far too much cunning.

Very good.

Very compelling.

Thank you.

I'll see you later.

Bye.

Meet me at the hotel bar.

Oh, sweetheart, there you are. Join us. I've got us a room.

And our friend here.

Novella.

Novella. She's gonna help us explore some boundaries.

No, she's not.

Work with me, Teresa.

You're pretty, uh... You're pretty adventurous, right? Because my lady,

she... She gets a little out there at times.

Getting there now.

Let's go upstairs and see. You just have to work things out with Hal.

Okay.

Barkeep!

How can I help you?

Another bottle of good stuff?

Uh, no thanks.

Uh, here's a pimp.

Hey, that nice business manager.

Concerned friend.

Whatever. We'd like to take our little soiree upstairs to a more private

location. Novella says that we have to talk to you.

It's going to be the two of you.

It's going to be extra.

Sure. She's paying.

I should probably tell you that I'm an agent for the California Bureau of

Investigation. Oh, wow.

She has a gun, too, and handcuffs. Oh, this is entrapment. I want a lawyer.

What you want is to take a look at this picture and tell me if you recognize

this man.

Nope, never seen him.

That guy.

Him I recognize.

Was in here getting a girl just the other night.

No. No way.

Look, I might not be Denzel, but I do okay.

Besides, I couldn't afford a prostitute on my salary, believe me. Not for you.

For your boss, Brava.

Is that something you did a lot of?

Recurring women for him?

Wow.

The man's dead.

Are you seriously going to drag his name through the mud like this?

I'm not looking to destroy anybody's reputation, Russell. I just need to know

what happened.

Ilsa was back in Berkeley.

He called me and said he needed me to do him a favor.

He couldn't go down to the bar himself, but somebody would recognize him.

Somebody could have recognized you?

Nobody did.

I was lucky.

It was hard for you.

Sure. Sure, it would have been easier if he didn't do it at all.

But, look, all I could do was just keep him from getting caught.

Is there anything you can tell us about the girl?

I think her name was Claret.

Claret.

It's French.

And what did Robin mean when he said he wanted to make it regular?

Well, I mean, not like actually regular, because he died and all, but every

Thursday afternoon it was going to be.

He had a place up in Oakland, he told me. Do you have an address?

Sure.

And a key, too.

What's this one on the left? Yeah.

So would you ever, uh... You know.

Pay for sex? No.

Yeah, it's weird, right?

Weird? No. Expensive.

Hey.

Check this out.

Carmen. Hmm.

Bingo.

What do you got?

We tracked Carmen's phone number. It's an apartment rented to a Sally Alvarez.

So Carmen was just a name she used for work? Alvarez has been picked up a

couple times for soliciting, once for possession.

She skipped on that apartment about a month ago, but her P.O. gave us an

address that was good as of last week. Call Bernstein. Tell him we're going to

pick her up. Hey, boss.

There was a Carmen Reyes who called Bravo on his hotel phone twice the night

before he died. Left her name on the hotel messaging system.

There's no record of Sally Alvarez calling the hotel.

Home or cell.

Where did the call originate from?

Sunset Horizon Motor Court in San Desidera.

Carmen Reyes checked in two days ago. She's still there. All right, then we've

got two locations to look for her. Or we have two Carmens.

Two Carmens?

Two Carmens.

What does that mean, two Carmens? Well, it means things are getting interesting.

Ah, well, as long as it's interesting for you. I'll go with Van Pelt.

There's something about motels.

Fashion and illicit both at the same time.

Is that an invitation?

Oh, look at you, just showing up like a bad penny.

I had a premonition you'd be here.

Really?

No, Lisbon told me.

Upstairs, 204.

Grace, you know Christina?

Hi. Did your psychic powers tell you to come?

I did have an instinct you were about to get a break in this case.

Oh, I think you might have just made Agent Van Pelt's day.

We're looking for Carmen Reyes.

Actually, we have two addresses for her. This is just one of them. Her real name

is Sally Alvarez.

Wait a second.

Sally Alvarez?

I don't know that name.

She communicated with me a short time ago. She's passed over.

I'm pretty sure she's still in there.

Sally?

Sally? Open it up.

Step back, sir. Thank you.

She's down.

Hey, Cho.

We found Sally Alvarez.

She's been dead for about six hours. Blunt force trauma to the head. She's

dead? Oh, my God. That's amazing.

Why?

Christina Fry said Sally passed over. She predicted it. She did?

Yes. Thank you.

Cho, please do not believe this mystic mumbo-jumbo. Gullible Grace buried the

lead. I was right.

There were two Carmens. There were?

That's right. And we have the real one right here.

Carmen Reyes.

She claims to be Hector Bravo's daughter.

A year ago, my mother was diagnosed with cancer.

It got bad very fast.

She was gone in less than a month.

Before she died, she told me Hector Bravo was my father.

And after the funeral, I wrote to him.

I never heard back.

I thought maybe he'd forgotten her.

I wrote there was nothing I wanted from him, only to meet the man who was my

father. He still didn't answer.

I saw somewhere that he was delivering a speech here.

I thought I'd go confront him.

You were angry.

I wanted to talk to him. Did you?

When?

The morning he died?

The night before.

I went to his suite.

What happened?

He let me in.

He was friendly.

Until I told him I was his daughter.

He got very upset and angry.

He said I could not be his daughter.

He said he already met his daughter and what kind of scam was I trying to play?

He turned so pale and shook all over.

He threw me out of the room and locked the door.

So I left.

That was the last time you saw him?

On the news it said what happened.

I didn't know what to do.

What about the text message?

Did you send that?

I don't have a phone.

So is she telling the truth?

I'm not sure.

Brava's spirit is deeply conflicted. I can't get a clear reading.

What are you using?

Dial-up?

My question is, if she's telling the truth, why was Sally Alvarez pretending

to be Carmen Reyes?

I talked to Bigelow. He kept a record of all work correspondences but didn't have

anything to do with Brava's personal letters.

There's no way to know if her story checks out or not. If Brava's her

father, she's got motive.

She's not the only one.

could never have children.

Is it true?

Is she really Hector's daughter?

We don't know, ma'am.

She's agreed to take a paternity test. I think she might be telling the truth.

So you think she might be the one that killed Hector?

Well, maybe.

Maybe it was you.

I have to say, ma'am, it's pretty hard to believe that you didn't know about

his behavior.

Yes, I knew.

Hector was a passionate and heroic man who devoted himself to helping others.

His flaws were correspondingly oversized.

And his behavior was okay with you?

I accepted it.

The good in him outweighed the bad.

If he'd told me, maybe I could have done something to prevent it.

Maybe I could have saved him. What for?

How could you not want to get away from his serial philandering?

From the prison of your loveless marriage.

That's not true. I loved my husband.

And he loved me.

Well, maybe we can get in contact with him now.

You could do that, couldn't you?

Certainly clear up a few things.

Would you do that?

Would you talk to my husband?

Yes, Elsa.

What are you doing?

Does it look like I'm doing?

Okay, so Van Pelt is bringing Carmen.

Rigsby's going to bring Richard Bigelow. Cho is going to pick up Tariq Sharif and

Stacy. So we're all set.

What's all set? For what? We're all set for Christina Fry to contact Hector

Bravo's spirit.

I need everybody connected with his passive.

Okay.

Well, I guess... Now listen, just make sure Bravo's spirit has a thirst for

revenge. He wants to put some kind of a curse on the Kelly, you know what I

mean? That kind of thing, and then I'll take it from there.

I can't do that.

Yes, you can.

It is a necessary lie.

I can only contact Hector Brava's spirit and speak as he wants me to. To do

otherwise would be to abuse my gift.

Everything okay?

Yep, everything's good. It's perfect.

Starting now?

Almost. I'll just get the door.

Welcome.

Come on in.

Thanks for coming.

It was your husband's request that Sharif be here.

Your husband's daughter.

Thank you all for coming.

Patrick will be assisting me.

So in order for this to work, I need everybody to be calm and focused.

I want you to look at the candle in the center of the table.

Focus on the flame and concentrate on Hector.

He's here.

I can feel him.

Hector?

Who do you wish to speak to?

The killer's here.

Know this.

Hector Brava says vengeance will come.

Your blood will fill.

Before the ride inside.

I sense him.

I can almost see an image.

It's hazy.

If you could just... Hector, Hector, wait. Stop.

Don't go.

Show us who the killer is.

There it is.

A door.

Employees only.

In an empty hallway.

Footsteps.

Close.

Close.

I see you.

I'm sorry.

Hey, you scared me to death with that.

It's okay. You can relax, big ol'. It's over.

I know it was you that did it. What, because I got frantic and fell out of my

chair? Because you managed Brava's correspondence. You were the first one

to read Carmen's letters, yes?

You set Brava up on a date with Sally and had her pretend to be Carmen, and

then you told Brava that he'd had sex with his own daughter.

Lord.

And then the real deal showed up.

So you faked Carmen's message, and when Brava walked through that service door,

you killed him.

And you killed poor Sally Alvarez to cover your tracks.

Now you'll pay for the crime you committed.

Your blood will spill before the sun rises.

That part I'm not so sure about.

It came in the mail.

It's out of the blue. It's a letter describing an affair Bravo had 20 years

ago.

Naming the woman and the place.

And that came from Carmen Reyes. The real Carmen.

That gave you all the facts you needed.

Things about the affair that only Brava and Carmen's mother would know.

Right? Yeah.

So why'd you do it?

Why put a man through that kind of suffering?

Was it the money? Or did you just like having Brava in your power?

Do you know I've been running numbers on trafficking for Bravo and setting him up

on his dates for like five years?

And do you think that he ever, ever thanked me?

Said, I'm sorry.

Said, I'm going to make this up to you one day, Russell.

I knew Sally from a whorehouse up in Northern California.

I told her if she pretended to be Carmen, we could blackmail Bravo and

split the money.

The letter just gave us everything we needed to make Bravo think that she was

the real deal.

And he was not one for asking a whole lot of questions.

Then the real Carmen showed up.

Yeah.

He called me as soon as she left his room.

Freaked.

So I played dumb.

But then the next morning he called me and he said we need to talk.

It was pretty clear he figured it out. And so you went to the hotel.

And texted Bravo from the service hallway.

I just wanted to keep them quiet.

And Sally Alvarez.

You had to keep her quiet too, right?

You know, I was a really good researcher.

I bet.

Agent

Van

Pelt, you wanted to see me?

Oh, yeah.

Hi, Carmen. I just wanted to go over a few things in your statement.

Let's go in the kitchen.

So, nice working with you.

Yeah.

Yeah, you were very good back there. You almost had me with the whole, I can't

misuse my gift for fear of what might happen bit.

I did what I said I would.

I spoke the words the spirits told me to speak, nothing more.

Really?

Don't you know me by now?

Don't you know I wouldn't lie about a thing like that?

Miss Fry.

Thank you so much. Couldn't have closed this one without you. Well, that's

debatable.

You're welcome.

Although, I have to say, it looks like the spirits got it wrong. I guess being

dead doesn't make you infallible.

Well, what do you mean?

The killer was caught and justice was served.

Sure, but no blood was spilled.

Look, he's right there.

Easy, easy.

All right, all right.

Oh, come on.

That was pure luck.

Admit it.

If you say so.

Oh, I know so.

Dead or dead.

You can't talk to me.

And yet I do.

Yeah.

Very good.

I go this way.

Okay. It was nice seeing you again.

Bye.

Christina. Yes.

That's with a K, right?

Yes.

You want to go get a coffee?

I'll drink tea myself, but you can drink as much coffee as you want.

Oh, I'd like that.

I can't right now, though. I have to be somewhere else.

Maybe some other time?

Some other time.

Sorry, not maybe.

Definitely.

Sometime soon.

Call me.