[He nods. Amy takes off upstairs. Dr. Abbott walks into the hall and notices the necklace hanging on a framed copy of the paper article. The note attached to it on the outside reads "To my crazy father" and inside reads "The best doctor in 3 counties. Love Amy xoxo." Dr. Abbott smiles.]
[Cut to the Brown house. Dr. Brown puts a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and sees a plate of cookies.]
DR. BROWN: Are these for regular people, or just major deities?
DELIA: [deadpan] They're for you.
DR. BROWN: Thank you. Tell me you didn't give Edna a hard time.
DELIA: I tried not to.
DR. BROWN: Did you two find God nicely?
[Delia pops a DVD into the machine.]
DELIA: Aha.
DR. BROWN: Really? Where was he?
DELIA: The gas tank.
DR. BROWN: I knew it.
[Delia joins her father on the couch and snuggles up next to him.]
DELIA: Magilla says that it's just a coincidence.
DR. BROWN: Mmm. That reminds me of something your mom used to say. She said that coincidence was just God's way of preserving physics.
DELIA: What's that mean?
DR. BROWN: You got me. She was awful pretty.
[He kisses her on the forehead. Ephram walks past, in the background.]
DR. BROWN: Hey. We're doing snacks and ah...
DELIA: Black Beauty.
DR. BROWN: You wanna watch?
EPHRAM: No thanks. I got something I gotta take care of.
[He walks out.]
[Cut to Ephram knocking on the Abbotts' door. Dr. Abbott answers.]
DR. ABBOTT: You! Why do you look as though you're about to vomit?
EPHRAM: 'Cause I might.
DR. ABBOTT: [over his shoulder] Amy! [to Ephram] Remain outside, please.
AMY: [off-screen] Coming!
DR. ABBOTT: Your father didn't happen to mention anything about me, did he? Perhaps something he read in the paper?
EPHRAM: Ah, not that I know of. My dad doesn't really do the Pinecone though.
DR. ABBOTT: Oh.
[Amy approaches the door. She's toweling her hair.]
AMY: Well well, the warrior is back from his vision quest. Did you find your spirit animal? Let me guess, you're a... marmot.
EPHRAM: I have to talk to you for a minute. You're gonna be really pissed, but please, hear me out before you hate me.
AMY: Go on.
EPHRAM: We made spaghettios, in the woods. Sandwiches too, but I-I-I took the spaghettio can and put it right in the fire, which I got started, by the way. I-I-I stacked up the kindling like a, a triangle or a...
AMY: Ephram.
EPHRAM: Yeah?
AMY: Start again.
EPHRAM: Right. Right. Hi.
AMY: Hi.
