MOLLY: Nah, I'm good. So...um Evan...there's something I was wondering. You said you're at home a lot. So what do you do while you're at home? I mean there's only so many things a person can do at home.
"Yeah, but you could have changed that word too," Green suggests. He shrugs and then scoots closer to Mark and starts rubbing the sponge on Mark's back.
Frank raises an eyebrow. "Oh, you mean my miraculous ability to appear and disappear randomly? Yes, um... I don't really know. I think when I got hit by the transit beam and didn't really die, it did something to me."
KT begins to slowly wake up again, rubbing her head. "Oh.... man, that was weird." Spotting Wilson immediately, she smiles and hugs him. "I think I just had the weirdest dream about you, me, some person who looked exactly like me that tried to take over my life, and Michael Crawford..."
EVAN: *sits back down and shuffles his feet* Well . . . I read a lot. And I give piano lessons once in awhile if somebody really wants them and doesn't mind, you know, learning from me . . . but only to adults. Or if there's somebody else there. Because there was this girl in my building who wanted to learn to play piano, but I didn't think it was really a good idea because she was only thirteen and, well, you know . . . *trails off* So her mom came over with her once a week and made dinner while I taught her how to play, because they couldn't actually afford lessons but I don't really know how to cook anything that doesn't come out of a box . . . and then I have a fish tank and a little garden sort of thing in the window, so I take care of that . . . *blushes, because he's really shy*
KT CLONE: *gasps* W-wh-wh-WHAT? Wilson, you - you - *tears well up* YOU'VE BEEN CHEATING ON ME?
WILSON: What? No! I mean -
KT CLONE: Oh, I hate my life! *runs sobbing into whichever room currently contains Mark and Detective Green*
MARKIE: *raises eyebrow* Daaaaamn.
ANGEL: Aren't you so glad I really don't have much of anything against consensual polygamy?
MOLLY: *kicks The Corpse of Adam Pascal in the balls, stomach, and everywhere else for scaring Evan and then runs over to Evan* Evan! Are you ok?! How dare that disgusting corpse sit down on your lap! *wraps her arms around Evan to comfort him* There, there. It's okay now. That nasty corpse won't come near you again *louder so the corpse can hear* because if he does, I will tear him apart and make him wish he had never been born or died!!! *in soothing voice* You're okay now. I won't let anyone harm you.