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Woo -hoo!

Morning. Hi, Nellie. Oh, Nellie, join us.

Not today. I got to run. I got your recipe. I sent it.

Granny Lou, you are a lifesaver.

Cutting it close.

Editor's deadline's in 15 minutes. Ooh, not for me. I traded Granny Lou's apple

pie recipe for an extra 30 minutes. Of course you did.

Well, I'm finally catching up on last week's column, and I'm still trying to

figure out who in Bableton wrote to you.

Dear Nellie, my family used to be close, but they moved away, and some of them

stopped speaking to us.

It's been years, and now I have difficult news we feel compelled to

But seeing them gives us anxiety. So should I share the truth or stay safe

avoid them?

Sincerely, estranged and babbleton.

You see, I can't tell if estranged is one person or two.

We feel compelled to share, but my family and I have news. What are they

confessing? I don't know, but it's something big.

Dear estranged, I know it can be hard to face the truth, especially with family.

Reunion often feels scary, but could be just what you need.

Honesty is the best policy, even when the truth is unpopular.

That Nellie Parker, she sure is something.

Mm -hmm. You been, um, seen her around?

Sure. It's Babelden, after all.

So, how's it going with Detective Dreamy? Have you seen him lately?

Once in a while.

Okay. Because I'm seeing a lot of milkshakes and coffee break.

Are you going on any actual dates?

All right. Okay, I think it's time to take matters into your own hands.

Ask the guy on a date.

Hello?

Hi. Yes.

Yeah, I could do that.

Right now.

Sure.

Toodles.

Toodles? She said it first.

That was Homer Arlott.

The widow who lives in the manor? Yeah.

Now she's freaking out about the advice I gave her, and she wants me to go

there, like, right now.

It's weird, right?

I think I have to go.

Yes. Wow.

I mean, everybody talks about the widow, but I don't know anyone who's actually

been there in real life.

Really? I think she has an actual butler.

She's like this glamorous recluse.

Well, I suspect she's not accustomed to being told no, so...

Toodles.

And I notified the family we'll be making an announcement.

But it's been three years since we spoke with Clara, my sister -in -law, and my

brother Hux Five.

We're dreading it, aren't we, Moxie?

This is our lot. Oh, tell me, Palmer, dear.

Palmer, you haven't told me what exactly you're announcing or why you're

estranged. Can you relate to years of silences and drama, Nellie?

No, I cannot.

But I do empathize. Well, you wrote that honesty can be unpopular.

They're coming to eat at my table. They're staying the night. My anxiety is

escalating.

Thank you, Norman.

If you could just explain to me... We had a brilliant idea, Nellie. You will

attend dinner this Saturday evening.

Oh! You can help us implement your advice, provide guidance, be our right

woman at the table. Right, Moxie? So that's not exactly how it works

Yeah, but I could do that. Thank you.

And despite an airing of grievances, it will be a glamorous affair.

Won't it, Norman?

Indeed, madam. You know, my late husband held the family together much better

than I ever could.

I just have this feeling that something bad is coming our way.

Bad, but how so?

Oh, tempers flare.

And I'm afraid things might get out of hand.

Out of hand?

Could I bring a plus one?

Ooh, like a plucked one. That's a great idea.

Finally a real date. Well, it's more of like a work thing, and that's why I

wanted to ask him on his way home from lunch in three, two, one.

Look at you.

Light clockwork.

He's a man of routine.

Is that Josh Ward?

We went to Camp Trailblazer together, and wow, he grew up.

Maybe say hi.

On it.

Hey, long time no see. Oh.

Guess who's not the new guy anymore.

Okay,

so I was going to ask you a favor.

Would you be willing to be my plus one for a dinner party?

Was that the favor? Yeah, well, because in this case, I... Millie, are you

asking me out on a date?

Because if you are, I would be... What?

I would be thrilled. You would?

Yeah, absolutely I would. Okay.

I just should tell you that... Would I be meeting friends and family?

So neither.

Okay. The host is actually a prominent Bableton figure, and we'd be meeting her

family. Oh, do I have to wear a suit?

Nick, Ward, Sheriff Berge, do you copy? Requesting a 12 -9.

A 12 -9?

She wants our location in relation to the diner. Josh!

We forgot Bergie's Burgers. We got to go back.

Bergie's Burgers. Yeah, Bergie's Burgers. It's funny, right?

Okay. Anyway, I better go.

Oh, so I'll pick you up on Saturday at 6 p .m.

Yeah. It's a date.

Nelly.

Allow me, please.

Jewelry is not entirely dead.

Oh.

Thank you. You're very welcome.

Oh, jeez. Oh.

What are we doing?

I'm just tying my shoes, that's all.

Okay. Oh.

That was weird.

Hmm? What?

Oh, hey, look, front door. Come on, let's go.

Good evening, Miss Parker.

Thank you.

Sir. Welcome to Arlott Manor. Thank you. I'll

alert Madam Marlott to your arrival.

That would be lovely.

Wow.

The Arlott stayed back to the founding of Babelton.

Oh, Nellie, you look lovely.

I'm so delighted you could join us. I'm Palmer. And this is Moxie. Michael

Hogan. Very nice to meet you.

Your house is absolutely incredible.

Thank you. I'm very fortunate.

That little guy.

Cuter than a button.

Oh, and he approves of you.

Well, what would happen if he didn't approve of me?

Just ask him.

Cheers. Cheers.

Any idea why we're here?

No. Thanks for inviting me.

It's been too long.

So, what's it like to be surrounded by out -of -towners that you don't know?

I still have my intuition.

Intuition, huh?

Okay. All right, hot shot. Show me your magic. How about the lady in white?

Oh, hmm.

Very elegant. A painter, I think.

Palmer mentioned a sister -in -law. I think that's probably her.

Estranged up until tonight.

Estranged? Bold call.

Married to Mr. Velvet?

No. So I think he is Palmer's brother.

And he is her nephew.

Son of him.

Now, her I don't...

No. Uh, maybe his girlfriend.

Oh, no.

There's no chemistry.

Maybe a cousin.

The widow Arlon had no children of her own.

How'd you pick up on that?

Everyone in Babelton knows that.

Ah, I see.

What about the gentleman she's talking to?

I don't know. He really doesn't seem like he fits in with anybody here.

Oh, I know that guy. He's got a lawyer written all over him.

Ew, I get one.

Homer's lawyer.

Top up, sir. Yes, please, Norman. Thank you so much.

Listen, Norman, are you going to be serving dinner yourself tonight?

Of course, sir.

Great. Good news.

Perfect.

Well, I guess we have one person left to identify.

The mysterious caterer?

Moxie looks happy.

Isn't she marvelous?

So, Clara, Nellie tells me that you're a painter.

Is that right?

Yeah.

Landscapes. Nellie, you're familiar with my work? I would love to be.

You know, actually, I just noticed a little bit of paint on your... It's on

arm. Oh.

I didn't catch what you do.

Not much these days.

My nephew was a professional rugby player for the Highland Wolves. Oh. Was.

Really? He wants to talk about what I do.

Uh, you. You must be Teddy's cousin?

No. I'm Palmer's wicked half -sister.

Okay, I wish we could make small talk all night.

Palmer, you called us all here for a reason. Five years of silence, and now

you're stressing everybody out.

Yes, I suppose we've caused a bit of a stir.

Oh, here comes the drama.

And I apologize.

In the spirit of honesty, I am changing my will.

That's it?

Oh, that's why the lawyer's here.

I thought you were dying.

I'm afraid this decision won't sit well, but Adam, you may start drafting my new

will this week. I'll sign it as soon as it's ready. Of course. I am leaving my

entire estate.

To Moxie.

All of it?

We were meant to share and now it's all going to a dog? Arlott Manor, who could

you? That dog? How does a dog inherit?

Moxie has been loyal in the years since Edmund passed when the rest of you have

just abandoned me in your own way.

Abandoned? How can you blame me? You and I still talk. We do, Teddy, but Moxie's

with me every day of my life. Palmer has every legal right to zip it.

Family matters, family business. Why is anyone surprised?

I knew it would come to something like this.

You have always focused on my wealth, Brie. You always look down on me for not

being a full sister flaunting your wealth. Hey, leaving me out. That is

outrageous. I am just getting started. Madam, perhaps a respite, cooler heads,

could serve dessert in the drawing room in half an hour. Yum. You're quite

right, Norman.

Thank you.

I should never have come back.

Not with you here. Claire.

Claire, sit down.

You know, you always do this. Is that how you intend to treat the rest of us?

Spencer, please accompany me to the kitchen. This way.

This isn't over.

What just happened?

I don't know.

Okay. What did you drag me into? How do you know those people? Okay, so Palmer

thought that things were going to get out of hand tonight. Now I can see why

wanted my help. And just, I thought that bringing you would be a good idea.

So Palmer's the woman who wrote you?

Strange in Bableton?

Uh, estranged.

Estranged in Bableton.

You're here for the column.

You're working. Well, I tried to. Technically, not a date.

I'm not a date.

Is this the hangout for the non -family?

Yep, yep, this is it.

I should check on Palmer.

Go ahead.

It's all right, go.

The treehouse. Do you remember that?

Of course I do, Miss Arlott.

Excuse me.

This place is like a time capsule, isn't it?

Do you know Norman's been here for 40 years?

No. Wow.

Yeah. How do you know the family?

I'm a friend of Palmer's. I'm actually looking for her.

I'm sorry.

And you're Leah. Yeah. Right? I saw your van.

Your name right there.

Dinner was excellent.

Thank you.

And you know Michael, right?

How do you two know each other?

Oh, he didn't tell you?

Interesting.

You know, I should probably set this outside.

You got to land on your own two feet, Teddy. Handouts don't fix anything.

That's everything I knew you'd say. You make it impossible to talk to you. Just

give me a break.

That's because you never listen. You can't expect others to support you in a

career that's always had an expiry date.

Watch out.

Everywhere you turn, there's a guest or a butler.

Nolly, that went horribly.

What am I going to do next? Homer, you were honest and brave and

the night can only get better.

Adam,

make me one of those lovely cocktails from your office.

Ah, gin smash.

Coming up.

Nellie, a word?

Uh, yeah.

Someone hit the lights. Nellie, it's so dark.

Is it an outage?

Hey, Michael. It's all right.

Oh, my God.

Norman, were those gunshots? Let's find out.

He's been shot.

Nobody move.

I'm a detective.

Everybody stay back.

911, what's your emergency? This is Detective Michael Hogan. There's been a

murder at Arlott Manor. Requesting immediate backup.

The bullet whizzed by my head. It brushed my hair.

Homer?

What?

Oh, what is that?

Is that a bullet hole?

tried to murder me.

Poor Adam paid the price.

Who's got the gun?

Hands up. Let's see the hands. Hands up.

Inside the jacket.

Jacket and yours too. Open your jacket.

The purse.

Be inside the purse. I heard a clunk. Clunk from where? I think over there.

Okay, in the corner.

Can I get some light over here, please?

Okay, I want to get a copy of that report from the coroner's office as soon

it comes in, okay?

And guys, make sure I get a clean sample from that one.

Hey, Ma.

Got a blown fuse, Mick.

Box was beneath the stairs.

Opened to anyone who wandered after dinner.

Shooter was right here in this room and no one saw a thing. The doors were

closed. Shots rang out no more than five, ten seconds after the power

Only one door.

Windows don't open.

Yeah. You got yourself a closed room mystery, Mickey. That's exactly what I

thinking. Anyway, the first bullet hit Palmer in the head.

Targeted by an inch, inch and a half. Second shot hit Adam in the chest.

Palmer was holding Nellie's hand when the shots were fired, so she's

not the killer. At dinner, the widow announced that she was going to

her heirs. Give everything to the dog, if you can believe that. So needless to

say, things got a little heated.

Folks have been murdered for less.

They have.

So, we got the widow's brother, Huck.

Yeah. Huck's son, Teddy.

Clara Arlott is the late husband's sister, and Bree Spencer is Palmer's

-sister. And of course, there's the butler and the caterer in the kitchen.

They couldn't have done it. You know what? You should interview suspects

they're confined, okay? Get some solid evidence. And for a deeper read, you

who to turn to.

She knows stuff.

Yeah. Yeah. She knows stuff.

What's going on out there? We've been so worried. When can we leave? Just, uh,

Nellie, can you come with me, please? Thank you.

Sorry, folks.

So,

you okay?

I just feel like I caused this. Oh, you didn't cause anything.

I brought them all together with my advice.

And now a man is dead.

Palmer almost died. That bullet was so close.

Yeah.

I'm just trying to help her.

And you are, Nellie. You are helping.

Can I ask you a question?

Yeah, of course. Anything.

You know that.

Who is the caterer, Michael?

Look, you're not going to believe this, but that's actually my ex -wife.

And it's 100 % over and has been for a very long time. It was really awkward

I was just trying to avoid it. I just wanted our not -not -a -date to be

perfect. That's all.

You should have just told me. Yes, you're right. I should have just told

I'm sorry.

And you should have told me that you were working.

Just didn't want to disappoint you. Uh -huh. You were so excited.

I was.

Look, we just got a push forward. Tech is collecting.

Trace for the gun residue test.

Looks like the gun is a weapon of opportunity.

I know I saw that gun after dinner.

Right. And then we went into the drawing room.

Anybody could have grabbed it after that.

Listen, uh, Nellie.

Bergie thinks that you've done a real good job helping out so far. And she

you to act as a consultant on this case.

And, uh, well, Bableton trusts you. She trusts you.

Yes, I trust you too. So, what do you say? Can you help me out?

Are you deputizing me?

No.

Consultant. Sherlock Holmes was a consultant.

I think that makes you my Watson. I am nobody's Watson.

We're a team.

It's an Arlott family heirloom.

The pistol was carried by Civil War officers. I've never so much as even

it. And yet, you...

You kept it loaded.

Right. My husband always did.

Okay. I never changed anything that might go against his wishes.

Was it always kept in the hall?

You mean, did my family know it was there?

Well, yes.

It should have been properly stored.

Did you check it for fingerprints?

Oh, did we?

We'll know more once all the suspects are loaded into the system.

I understand you're upset.

Upset? I was blindsided.

The new will, then murder?

That lawyer was only here to assist Palmer.

He didn't deserve this.

No one ever does.

You, however, knew about the pistol.

You grew up here, is that right?

Well, the manner meant more to you than anyone else, I believe.

It's been in my family for generations.

The memories, the history, I miss it so much.

But the estrangement, that was Palmer's doing, not mine.

She drove us all away. I don't know, they froze me out.

We did nothing to deserve it. Can you think of any reason Clara might hold a

grudge? I have no idea why she turned on me. My father, Hamish Arlott, was a

traditionalist. He left a manor to his eldest, my brother Edmund.

Well, it doesn't help that Edmund was the son. I mean, Clara was left with,

might say, more insult than inheritance.

Oh. Got that? There was some savings on a necklace I'd never seen before. It

meant nothing to me. Well, I believe she hung on to her savings. I mean, she

always dreamed of buying the others out if the time came.

What about the gun?

Yeah, what about the gun?

Well, Clara shoots, but with Labradors.

Duck hunt.

Okay. I mean, I was standing by the bar.

Nellie's hand was in mine, and Adam was beside us.

Yeah, that fits with my memory. Great.

Where was Clara at this point?

I was by the fireplace.

I closed my eyes in the dark.

Like this.

Oh.

Great.

Maybe you could tell us a little bit about the Labradors and the duck hunt.

Who said anything about that?

How about Hux?

All that target practice at the gun club? Wouldn't he be the best shot?

I think we're just trying to determine if you would be comfortable using a gun

like this one.

My father taught me how to shoot using the same pistol.

I know you don't want to think of any of them doing that.

Bree was somewhere near that back wall.

And the bullet? I felt it.

So Palmer said that Bree was back there in the corner somewhere.

That could be significant.

So Brie and Teddy were standing kind of like here. I mean, it would have been

very easy. Brie was here for her to just... And then one, two.

Right? It's great.

It's a very convincing reenactment.

What? How'd you get the gun in your hand?

The purse. Open up the purse.

I hid it in my handbag. Remember, she had that handbag. You can see inside

purse. You looked at it after. It was empty.

There was nothing in it. Okay, you got something there. I mean, Palmer and Brie

were arguing at dinner. That makes sense.

But if I was Teddy, I could have just hidden the gun, like, right under my

cardigan, where no one would have noticed. Just focus on one thing at a

And Huck? Huck could have done the same thing, but with his fancy suit jacket,

he could have just opened it up, slid the gun in. No one would even notice.

Claire's a bit trickier. She wasn't wearing a jacket. She didn't have any

sleeves, so...

She could have stashed it under any of these cushions. She could have just hit

it.

Anyone could have hit it under the cushions. The cushions, they're

Anyone could have. Thank you, Nellie, for keeping our options so wide open.

But I think what we need to do is focus on financial motive. Who was desperate

enough to murder Palmer?

That's what we need.

Thank you, Norman.

What can you tell us about Hux? Yeah, how is his money situation?

Well, we were all so close back in the day.

Hux, his wife, Clara, Edmund, and me. Why didn't it last?

Well, I suppose Hux can be hard on anyone.

Overly involved, critical.

I mean, he got that way with me when I declined to invest.

I had been advised not to mix business and family.

Smart. Yep. But Hux always muddied the two.

I'm a property developer.

I offered my sister an opportunity.

That's it.

That was five years back. I was going through a rough patch in my divorce.

Don't read into it. I couldn't get it off if I tried.

You could just wiggle it.

Look, were you upset that your sister didn't invest?

No. And you know what? I'm not angry about her inheritance either. It's her

money. It's her dog.

That is not what you said at dinner. You put that before he found out you were a

detective. Ah, there we go.

Who? My sisters are recluse with a small, fluffy dog obsession, and we're

suffering for it now. I mean, the lawyer is dead.

We've been told that you're quite the marksman. Where were you when the lights

went out?

Stubbing my toe.

I wasn't shooting anybody, if that's what you're insinuating.

Why were you wandering around in the dark? Seems kind of dangerous.

Because I couldn't see.

What are you writing?

You could write that Teddy's a good nephew. He calls occasionally. No silent

treatment like the rest of them, but... He's busy.

Oh, yeah. My Aunt Palmer and I, we talk a lot. Oh, hey.

Like, a lot as in once a week?

Uh, once a month.

I'll pull phone records. It's all right.

Once a season?

Are you guys interviewing non -family as well? Daddy, we'll ask the questions,

all right? Yeah, yeah.

We'll ask the questions.

And I have been wondering about that argument you had with your dad after

dinner. Right, right.

Rugger scores.

Mm, no. Uh, money.

Things haven't been going well since my injury.

My dad takes every opportunity to say I told you so.

Am I making you nervous at all, Teddy?

No.

Well, yes.

I mean, shouldn't I be? How are you with a gun?

Oh, no. I can't shoot.

I'm built for tackling, only that.

Bit of a life problem these days.

Sure.

The difference is Brie always detested me.

No, why?

Moxie never trusted her.

Oh. Moxie always knows.

Palmer never accepted me, not the way she accepts Huck, even Clara.

What could she have done differently?

I mean, I was never asking for a parade.

Were you asking for money?

Brie needs my money. I mean, she always made this pathetic claim that I flaunted

my wealth.

I own a business. I could get business loans.

I'm sure you can. Do you have any business loans?

Am I required to talk about this? Did Bree tell you that our father made her

take defense courses?

With guns.

With guns?

Back when she was a teenager.

Whoa.

Defensive handgun training.

That's going to stick with you.

All right, everyone, listen up. You've got to stay in Bablington until further

notice. Well, we're all staying the weekend here anyway.

Further notice is not limited to this weekend.

You must remain available for questioning for the duration of my

I have assigned a police presence outside the manor grounds.

Am I safe inside my home?

Oh.

Michael, I think Palmer needs a police officer in the house.

What? Oh!

Michael can stay with you. He will keep you safe, right? It's a sleepover. Cops

don't do sleepovers. What are you talking about? I can make up an

room, sir.

Oh.

I'm staying at the Babelton Brook B &B, so... Well, there you go.

You got it.

Great.

Well, good news. I'll be staying at the manor with you to ensure your safety

during my investigation.

That's great news.

I did it.

I found a match for the prince on the gun.

Good job.

So, I see, uh, no lawyer.

Don't need one. All you have are my prints on an old pistol that's no

gun. No, the gun was used in a murder.

You would know your prints were on it if you pulled the trigger.

Listen, detective, this is going to sound strange, but you're a smart guy.

with the flattery. I was there. I saw the argument between you and Palmer.

What I would like is for you to expand on the family dynamic.

For the record, of course.

Palmer, Hux, and I shared a father.

My mother was his second wife. They were grown by the time I was born. Palmer

lived at the manor. I used to visit her with my dad when I was a kid. Um, I

guess what I'm most interested in is that brief gap in time before Palmer

changed her will and you could still inherit.

See, I can't help but think that you were planning to take advantage of that.

Come on.

The pistol was lying on the floor in the hallway.

No one was around, so I put it back.

Really? The pistol was just lying there on the floor?

Wow. Incredible.

Yet, so unlikely.

You don't believe me?

Ask Nellie what she thought.

Maybe I will.

Thank you.

I bet Palmer's relieved there was an arrest.

Maybe. But Bree is still family, whether they like each other or not.

Do you want to see the salon review?

Oh, they say the owner's cashless.

offensive, cheap.

Someone even claims they're suing her. I wonder if they followed through with

it. No.

Do you want to make a suspect board?

No.

So, Clara and Huck blame Palmer for pushing them away. Palmer blames them

abandoning her. She and Bree never got along.

Her closest tie in the family seems to be to her nephew, Teddy. They talk a few

times a year.

Okay, tell me about Michael's ex.

She cooked an excellent dinner. She has brown hair.

Likeable. Pretty.

Yeah, see?

What? You were there.

So, what's my goal?

Yeah, but we didn't do it.

Okay.

The butler.

What is that?

A web present.

Really? Huh.

He doesn't have a web presence.

Pardon me, Ms. Parker.

Norman!

Oh, I was, um... Looking around.

Yes, I was.

Um, but I do have a couple questions for you. Do you think Brie is capable of

murder? I suppose I can conceive of it, yes.

Okay.

Uh, secondly, Palmer says she never touches the pistol, but who cleans it? I

mean, it works.

I provided the officer my maintenance schedule last night. Is it the only gun

the manor? Inside, yes.

There's a hunting rifle locked up in the stables, as it should be. We have sooty

grouse and wild turkey on the grounds.

Excellent soup stock.

Young.

Oh.

I... Yeah.

Oh, I, um, I didn't finish the whip for the moose, because that's when the power

went out. Right.

So, the younger sister was arrested?

Yeah. Look, um, did you see Bree in the kitchen by any chance?

Yeah, a couple of times, and I had to keep ushering her out, because, you

I mean, I was working.

Yeah. Here.

Three sugars, no cream.

Just like you like it.

Thank you.

Mm -hmm.

I'm sorry. I still feel shaky from this whole thing.

Lee, I got to ask, how did you get the job here?

I just came to cook as a favor.

Palmer used to have a live -in chef, and, you know, the widow has a long

-standing glam reputation. So I thought maybe if I came here, she would

introduce me to some VIP clients, and that would make up for the very long

to Babelton.

Right. It has been hard rebuilding in a new city.

I moved to Salem.

and I heard you got relocated to the force over here.

I just didn't think that I should look for you, you know? No.

Just for the best.

So Norman and you were in the kitchen when the power went out.

Yeah, absolutely.

We could barely see anything.

But you heard the gunshot. Yes. It was like it exploded in here.

Then Norman came out of the pantry with the candlesticks, and then we went into

the room together.

And that's where we saw the dead body, right?

Uh,

it's the sheriff.

I'll be right back.

Sweet, you gotta be kidding me.

Wow, really? It's just like old times.

A favor for who?

You said you were asked to work here for a favor. A favor for who?

Oh, that was just a figure of speech.

All right, well, let me know as soon as you get it, okay?

Okay, good work.

Oh, hey.

So, the reports came in, and the gun matches the bullet found in the wall and

the body and the one that made the hole in Palmer's hat. Now, I need a

ballistics expert to determine where the shooter stood, but unfortunately, he's

out of town right now testifying with birdies trying to pull some strings to

him back.

Now the bad news.

Oh, no.

Yeah.

No significant gunshot residue was found on Bree's hand, or anyone else for that

matter. It makes fingerprints on the murder weapon a lot less important.

So they're letting Bree go.

Officer Ward is bringing her back right now, so that'll be so much fun.

And here we are yet again with everyone. One room, one weapon, and no way to

rule out any of them with an alibi or gunshot residue or even fingerprints.

All the suspects had everything in common. Except the personal.

The personal. I think we're missing something about the estrangement and

relationships. Okay. They all stood to gain the same thing, but who really

wanted Palmer dead?

I think we're being watched.

I don't like that. It'll be fine. Come on, follow me. Let's go.

What is that?

It's Palmer's will, as it now stands.

It's not a big deal. I grabbed it from her desk.

Wanted to see what we're missing out on. And it turns out she had to split it

equally between the four of us, like she always said.

She's the sister I knew. Would never cut her family out.

May I? Knock yourself out.

You didn't think she'd change it once you stopped speaking to her? Palmer made

her world smaller. She always got what she wanted, except when...

Edmund died.

No one thought she wanted that. Come on, Knox. Level with us.

How bad do you need her money?

I don't.

Market's great. I do very well.

Are you sure?

Because financial suffering, I mean, that would make sense, right? And it

also explain why you won't help your son, right?

Mm -hmm. She heard you arguing in the dining room.

I did. I also tried to tell him that he needed a backup plan after pro sports.

I love Teddy, but he doesn't listen.

How did his career end?

Shattered tibia?

Residual limp?

Hasn't had a job in two years? I take it you're not a father.

No. No, I'm not.

But I do have one.

And if I needed help, he wouldn't say no.

So, this is what it's come to for privacy, huh?

Matt Hux.

Quite the temper on him, huh? I know.

Yeah.

Remember when Clara stormed away from the table and then that comment she made

in the dining room?

I think her feud with Palmer is personal.

Sure, yeah, I guess she could be the murderer, but so could anyone.

Look at you, the tool of the grave.

Teddy!

The only one who straight up can't shoot. Sheriff said stay in town, but

didn't necessarily mean stay in the manor.

Officer Ward saw him sneaking away this morning, too.

Teddy's shoes had mud on them in the drawing room.

Tech found mud tracing the manor. Well, you're going to have to follow him. Find

out where he's going.

Sure, I'll do that. Thanks for the tip. Yeah, well... Natalie!

Oh!

What are you doing out here?

Just, uh, fresh air. That's all.

Detective Hogan, will you be dining with us tonight?

Norman is reheating the soup.

He will be in shortly.

Palmer, how are you doing?

Your roses are beautiful.

Thank you, Nellie.

They symbolize a new beginning.

Hey,

you want to go for dinner tomorrow night?

I mean, if you want to.

I'll face it, you do kind of owe me a real date.

Why don't I cook for you at my place?

Yeah, sure.

Even better.

Great.

Oh, doesn't he love breakfast for dinner?

Making pancakes, there you go.

Yes. Oh.

Tim.

Oh, he got the report on the power outage. Blown fuse was confirmed

No tampering.

Okay. Mm -hmm.

Faulty wire or frayed wire could cause a short circuit.

But how could that be arranged in terms of timing? No one touched any cords in

the drawing room. The only other room in the house that had people in it was the

kitchen.

What? I predict a riveting dinner conversation.

Oh, no.

This cannot wait until dinner.

Bye.

I didn't finish the whip for the mousse, because that's when the power went out.

Ellie, what are you doing?

Leah made the power go out when she was making the whipped cream. What?

There's no way she could have known what she was doing. Detective, what has

happened here?

Uh, Madam Arlott has been disturbed.

I will send you at my place at six o 'clock.

Yeah, um, I'm sorry to... Oh, pancakes!

Oh, yum!

Well, I really appreciate you going the extra mile for Palmer's safety.

Yeah, happy to be of service.

And hey, how about that portrait?

Super weird, right?

The dog kind of has taken over for the husband.

Who would have thought they were replaced by a Pomeranian?

Who would have thought?

Here you go.

Coffee,

three sugars, no cream. Thank you. Just like you liked it.

Actually, I do like cream. Leah didn't think I did, and I just didn't have the

heart to tell her. So maybe I could... No cream.

If you don't mind.

Thank you.

You're going to get lots of cream.

There we go.

Thank you.

So?

You want to talk about it? Oh, you mean Leah?

Yes, I suppose I should.

The truth is... The truth is I never thought we were going to get divorced.

Never.

I was blindsided when she said she wanted to move out.

But, uh, then she did.

And when it was final, I realized that it was the right thing from both of us.

So much so that we never saw each other again after we signed the papers. I

haven't even talked to her on the phone in over a year.

And then, there she was.

Like a bolt out of the blue.

It was a very dramatic reaction.

I didn't know what to do. I panicked.

Oh, it's Ward.

Teddy's on the move.

Oh.

Are you sure this is the right spot?

Mm -hmm. This is the edge of the manifold.

Hey, that's Teddy. Look at the limp. That's the rugby injury.

Via and Teddy together?

I did not see that coming, did you?

Yeah, maybe a little.

There was a mutt on the shoes and Leah's favor.

They withheld information from a murder investigation.

They cannot do that.

Mm -hmm.

So what are we going to do? We're going to go good cop, bad cop on them. That's

what we're going to do. Oh, yeah. Okay, which one am I?

Promise me, remember, you're not a real cop.

Okay, I'll be good cop. You already seem like you've chosen bad cop. Don't make

me regret this. Yeah.

I'm back. Here we go.

We've been dating for a while, but we haven't told any of his family except

Palmer. Yeah, you withheld that.

I asked you how you got the catering job.

That was my fault. I fly under the radar with my father. He just found out

something else. What else?

Oh, I think I figured it out.

You mean the handouts.

Don't you? I mean, we thought the money was coming from Hux, but the handouts

that he was upset about, they came from Palmer, right?

Yeah. My aunt sent me money every month since the injury.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I was just, I was trying to avoid a scene with my father, like what you saw.

Right. Adam convinced my aunt to stop supporting me.

You know what? It's going to be okay.

You know, your family needs to find out soon anyways, because, um...

We're getting married.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Yes.

Congratulations.

Okay, so now we know Teddy and Leah are a pair. We have the mixer cord. The mud

that Forensics collected is going to match the mud from Teddy's shoes and the

mud that was at the kitchen door, right? So they could be working together.

It's possible.

Okay. That is helpful, the way you have that laid out. Yes.

Thank you.

So, you really think your ex -wife could be involved in a murder?

No.

Not the Leah I knew. No way.

But people change, and I've seen some strange stuff in my time.

All right, so then Teddy came, I guess, to the kitchen door to finalize their

murder plan?

Maybe Teddy had the gun all along. Or Leah handed off the gun and then caused

the power outage and the two make off with a big payday together.

But it didn't happen that way, did it?

Adam was killed.

Maybe Teddy set her up unknowingly?

I think we're missing something.

Yes. Teddy's allowance made Palmer worth more to him alive.

And I actually think he really cares about her.

Hux, too.

Palmer was helping Teddy.

But... Teddy said that Adam intervened.

Maybe we've been looking at this wrong.

How angry was Teddy if Adam was pushing so hard to get him cut

off?

Maybe Adam was the target all along.

Mick, this is conflict of interest.

Uh, yeah. I am requesting to be taken off the Arlott Manor murder case.

My ex -wife has become a significant factor in the investigation.

Leah wasn't even in the room when the shots were fired.

Nope. But her fiancé was.

Mick, do you imagine I've ever worked a case in Babelton where there wasn't

someone I cared about?

I trust your expertise.

Come on, guys.

Keep it up.

Granny. Hi. Hi, Stella.

Hi, Stella. What can I do for you, Nellie? Spill the tea on the Arlots. Oh,

widow. Yes. The Arlot family goes way back in Bableton history.

Mostly passed away, though.

We were wondering if you were working on that murder case.

I am, officially.

But don't make a big deal out of it, Jesus. Oh, Eli!

Eli! Come up here. It's my grandson, Eli. He's visiting from Philadelphia.

a wonderful lawyer. Hello. Hi.

Evident. Expert.

A law student. An intern, really.

Nice to meet you.

You too.

Eli and I were just discussing Palmer's announcement to her heirs. Oh, yes.

Shocking, the poor fellow's shot.

Fascinating area of law, the animal element. They can't legally inherit, so

there's often a trust for their care bound to their lifespan and a trustee

appointed.

You know, Nellie, there's a family member on Palmer's side who came back to

Bableton for about a year and then moved away again. That's right. Her brother's

ex -wife. Oh, it's a big divorce.

It's vindictive. Yes.

The wife suspected he was hiding assets.

Have you met Huck Spencer?

Yes. This is terrible.

That's Rod if he did it. That could be criminal perjury charges.

Oh, this is very helpful.

You were right. There's public record of a filing and judgment.

Looks like Hux's divorce lawyer was Adam Dunbar.

Well, that can't be. He's an estate lawyer. His name's all over this, and it

looks like there's even a photograph of him and Hux leaving the courthouse

together. So either he handled both, or Hux had some other reason for using him.

I take it this was helpful?

You may have opened a window and invited a hurricane.

Big little left. There you go. Right there. Yeah, right on the bullet hole.

Perfect.

Just like that. Hold it right there. Great.

Okay.

Huck?

Clara? Have you seen Huck?

I have not.

That's the manor grounds.

But yours has more trees.

I've become an Oregon history buff. There was an oak grove where the manor

built.

Clara, can I ask you... How well did you know Adam?

I didn't know, really.

Oh. Just shocking.

It's sad to be so close to a murderer.

What did you think about him, honestly?

Smug. He was the finance wizard when he started managing my brother's affairs.

This was back when Edmund... Became unwell.

I'm sorry for your loss.

He had a neurological disease.

Palmer took care of him. I always respected her for stepping up.

What happened between you two? I get the feeling it's not really about your

father's will. You're right.

I blame my father for that.

And Palmer cares for the manor.

Honoring the Arlott legacy was always the most important thing to her.

Or I thought it was.

Look.

She sent me this three years ago.

Your greedy intentions disgust me?

This is terrible.

Out of nowhere.

She accused me of trying to steal the manor.

Wildly untrue. I couldn't respond or even look at her again.

This does come from Palmer's email account, but...

I don't think she wrote this.

See how she writes rightfully mine?

When she wrote to me for advice, most of the time she spoke for two.

Palmer says we and our manner. She doesn't leave out Moxie. Exactly. And

do you notice the semicolons?

The words are personal and harsh, but the style, it's like legal writing or

something. You sure she didn't write it?

Oh, Nellie.

I want to help you shine a light on our family's secrets.

I'm afraid our secrets have become dangerous.

the product order like wednesday last week okay well i'll give them a call see

where it's at

What are you doing in there? I can hear you like a rat in the wall. I'm sorry.

I was stuck in here.

Well, you're not stuck now.

Can we just talk?

Why?

Okay, fine.

I can handle you.

Great.

Let me tidy up your hair.

My hair?

Um, how is the styling business?

Loaded question.

Not good, Nellie. I suspect you already know that.

Yeah. Are you being sued?

Was.

Not horribly.

Adam was your lawyer?

I just assume because he seems to represent all the Spencers, right?

Losing the lawsuit must have made you pretty mad.

So I triggered a power outage, picked up an old pistol, and shot my lawyer.

No, I don't actually think you did that.

Right. Have you kept in touch with Adam?

I haven't spoken to him once since.

And you really just stumbled upon the gun and picked it up and put it back in

its case?

Mm -hmm.

Okay, Bree, you tell me.

Who do you suspect?

Your brother? Half -brother. Hux is known to be hard, but... He went to all

Teddy's games.

Home and away.

And how does he feel about Adam?

Oh, hates him.

Adam used to be Hux's lawyer for everything until he fired him. But

the end of a business relationship.

You think he hates him? I know he does.

Hux told me himself right before the dinner.

Whoa! Turbo!

Were you done with ballistic? Just waiting for the report. Where did you

Well, I found a secret passageway in the wall.

And a floor plan. I already looked into that.

It's not burdens to the chaos.

Okay, but we know.

Palmer thinks that Clara abandoned her ages ago.

Clara thinks that Palmer sent her a vicious email. Can't choose.

Palmer didn't send it. So who did?

I think Adam was a weasel.

Can we get into his computer?

We have access to the house. The office computer is a different story.

Active cases are protected and lawyers get very prickly about that.

Good point. Let's do it.

Yeah. Oh, oh. And Adam was Hux's divorce lawyer five years ago. Five years

ago is when Hux and Palmer fell out. Mm -hmm. And Hux hates Adam.

We got something. Let's bring him in and turn up the heat.

I'm not proud of it, but I dragged my divorce out.

Made it as hard and as costly as I possibly could.

Stupidly hoping that somehow she'd change her mind and come back to me.

Still hoping, I guess. I hid money from her.

Adam found out and he blackmailed me.

Well, did you report him? No. I paid him off to disappear.

I didn't tell the soul.

Unfortunately, that meant staying away from my sister while he was cling

-wrapped to her.

Until the dinner. But...

You told Bree that you hated him. I mean, why did that even come up that

I went to the study to get the brandy bottle, and I overheard him strong

Palmer about giving Teddy money. I didn't even know she was doing that.

Look, Huck, you realize, of course, this adds up to motive.

And then there's your gun club membership. That's not good either.

club, that's another example of trying to get close to Teddy and having it

backfire, so to speak. We go there every week.

You never tell me anything.

Oh, okay, let me just make sure I get this straight.

You and Teddy met at the gun club? Yeah, like I said, we'd meet there once a

week and do shooting together.

Yeah. Trying to be a better father.

He even won a few trophies. I thought that would have built up his confidence.

Yeah. Look, I get that you think I pulled the trigger.

I may be a lot of things, but I'd never take anyone's life.

Ever.

And he lied right to my face. I don't shoot. I only tackle, he says. I don't

know if I should warn you or arrest her, too. But I'll tell you this much.

I'm going to get the truth out of those two. I am going to get the truth. Okay,

so, I actually have to go. Oh. I have a deadline at work. Oh, okay, great. Um,

listen, I've got a few boxes coming from Adams. Do you want to meet back here in

a couple hours?

Yeah.

Good.

Of course. I didn't make the power go out on purpose.

The cord was cut, Leah.

Someone tampered with it. Not me.

And you.

You said you couldn't shoot.

Gun club ring a bell?

Hey, come on, man. I misspoke. No, you didn't. You lied.

You put me on the spot. I was afraid you'd think I did it. And now I do think

you did it. You were desperate for money, and Adam Dunbar wanted to stop

from getting it. No.

No? No.

I'm fixing everything.

Really. I talked to my dad. I told him we're getting married.

That's what matters. I'd never risk Leah.

Michael, do you really think that I would marry a murderer?

No.

No, I don't.

But you could see how I would react.

And you can see how I would react to those gunshots.

You think I want anything to do with that?

Fair enough.

I'm just trying to do my job.

I know.

I know you.

Listen, Nellie, I haven't been entirely open with you, so I would like to tell

you everything.

Okay. I was shot once in the line of duty.

What? Yeah, it's not a big deal. I just crazed in the leg, but Leah couldn't

handle it.

She was terrified of my job as it was, and that was the last straw, so she gave

me an ultimatum.

And, you know, when I said that I wouldn't quit or couldn't quit because I

what I do, she left while I was still in the hospital.

Michael. Yeah.

Anyway, I just thought you should know.

Ironically, there's been a shooting, and our worst fears are realized anyway.

Anyway, back to work.

Okay, let's see what we got here.

You know, when you said that we'd know what we were looking for when we found

it, that sounded a lot more promising a couple hours ago.

You know, Bree really lost a lot once you got sued.

I think she was in real trouble, and Adam knew it, too.

Okay, this is weird. This is his planner, and he had meetings with Bree

their court case ended. She told me she never spoke to him again.

Why would she laugh about that?

Like I said, does anybody in this family tell the truth?

Oh, look at this.

It's a deed for the manor.

Old one.

Oh, wow.

Yeah. It's dated 1865.

Shouldn't this be kept in town records?

No, family records, but... I don't know, he's our lawyer. I guess he was just

storing it.

Well, what, in his bedroom?

What else is in there?

Well, there's this stuff here.

There are love letters from Edmund to Palmer. Okay, why does he even have

I don't know. He's scanning all these old documents from the archives. Look,

town charter.

This is a livestock ordinance from 1853.

And a marriage certificate.

And in each case, the signature is circled.

Hmm. So, the seal on the charter and the deed is the same.

I think he was comparing signatures.

This one is different.

So it is.

Absolutely right.

I don't understand why Adam had this.

It's not even accurate.

The year can't be right.

The title transfer is signed by Samuel Babel himself, witnessed here in Babel

1865. So why would that be wrong?

Samuel fought in the Civil War with Oregon's first volunteer infantry.

He wasn't in Babel in 1865.

The war ended a year later, but he died there.

If the year is correct, the signature can't be.

I think Adam knew that Samuel Babel's signature was forged.

I was always told the Oak Grove was sold to my family by Samuel Babel himself.

The Arlots were highly respected.

Samuel was a friend. I don't understand it.

The Arlots don't own the land the manor is on?

Maybe there's an alternate document proving ownership.

Do you have any idea where something like that might be kept?

There's a locked drawer hidden here somewhere. Here? Only Palmer has the

I used to know how to find it when I was a kid.

I saw my dad.

Uh -huh.

Uh -huh.

The lock is scratched.

Someone forced it.

I've never behaved like that before. Do you think he's trying to protect the

safe? Maybe he knows Adam already stole the deed from the safe, huh?

Well, not Adam. He wasn't a kid of the manor.

But Brie was.

Brie Spencer, you are under arrest for burglary. You have the right to remain

silent. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of

law. You have the right to an attorney. Should you not be able to afford one,

one will be appointed for you. You can exercise these rights at any time.

I didn't know Brie broke in. She was confronted and admitted to it.

Moxie actually bit her when she was trying to get away from him. My Moxie?

didn't notice that the deed was stolen?

Or the love letters from Edmund?

Why would I check?

I mean, why would she steal them?

Well, she's lawyering up, but she said enough. I think that Adam and Brie were

planning extortion together.

How? Well, that original deed you had stored in your safe?

Likely fraudulent, so I sent it off to forensics to check for a forged

signature. That can't be true.

Adam and Bree had been meeting.

Tell me, had either one of them ever attempted to threaten, blackmail you?

Adam was my lawyer.

I trusted him implicitly. Bree, I believe, tried to shoot me in the

room. That is not the direction the evidence is taking us.

It's possible that Bree was trying to take out her accomplice, Adam Dunbar.

So he downloaded Adam's computer onto ours.

Adam had all of her passwords.

It would have been so easy for him to send an email from Palmer to Clara.

Yeah, I want to get briefed more than just burglary. She needed Adam and

alive to extort money. There's nothing here that says what they plan to do with

the deed.

Click on that.

Ah, a draft of a will. This is Palmer's.

This is the will for Moxie.

I didn't know she had got that far. She said she hadn't. That's right. So he got

ahead of her.

And look at this. It's not signed. Super complicated stuff. 27 pages.

Look at all the Latin.

Adam is listed as Moxie's caretaker.

Adam would live at the manor until Moxie died of natural causes.

Would he have full access to her money? I mean, it talks about a Pomeranian

charity, I think it's on page 14 or something, that they would give you a

after Moxie dies, right? This is your big red flag, this buried clause.

Terms and conditions ad idem, in full force and effect until the trustee's own

demise. Ad idem? Latin for stays the same. It means Adam Dunbar would live at

the manor in the same way that he'd been living there with Moxie even after

Moxie was gone.

So basically, Adam would have full control of the estate and every penny of

Well, is there any chance Palmer would have noticed that before signing this?

Fine print and a fun note when he was the one advising her?

Well, that's deceit. We need to tell Palmer right now. Hold on. Look, I just

the financial reports, okay? Let's get all of our ducks in a row first. Then

we'll proceed.

Eli, thank you so much for your time. Much appreciated. Good luck.

Adam has them dead. Just nothing remarkable.

So Palmer used to have a full -time chef and gardener, but not anymore, and

certainly not because she couldn't afford it.

Maybe that's what Huck's meant by making our world smaller.

Maybe Adam was a puppeteer, advising her to cut staff.

Hang on.

Wait. This is weird.

There's no other salaries?

What about the butler? He wasn't paid.

It doesn't make sense. Maybe Norman was off the books.

Let's think about that.

Yeah.

Norman said he would serve dessert later.

Leah held off. Clara then came to visit him in the kitchen. The other suspects

went into the drawing room. Then Leah poured the cream into the mixer.

I think Norman had motive.

He could have found out what Adam was planning to do with the will.

I buy that.

I mean, he sees and hears everything that happens in there. Yeah, he's

loyal. Maybe that's why he doesn't take his salary.

Because maybe staying in the manor is the only thing that's important to him.

And he knew that Adam was trying to take everything.

I think he did it. Hold on just a second. Yes, he could have tricked Lee

turning on the mixer. But he did not pull the trigger.

But, I mean, he could have had an accomplice. I mean, maybe Clara did it.

could have been the shooter. They've known each other forever, right?

No. What do you mean, no?

Because I trust Clara. Great.

I need a little bit more than that. Adam pushed Clara away.

She didn't know it was him.

Not until I told her.

Okay, so Leah swears that the butler was in the kitchen with her the whole time

and she would have known if he had left. Right. She said he went into the pantry

and he came back with lanterns when the lights went off.

Maybe he didn't have to be in the room at all.

Now this should be a shared wall.

Norman did it.

Wait, wait, wait.

Do you think he's on?

I don't know what to do. I'm going to go after him. You stay right here. Promise

me, okay? If he circles back, you call me.

Okay.

Yeah, Norman's got the hunting rifle.

I tried to call Nellie, but she's not answering.

Norman knew you were on to him?

Yeah, he's armed and he's heading into Babelton. Or back to the manor, I don't

know which.

Sending officers, Mick. Okay, good.

Ballistic came in. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm just going to try Nellie again, okay?

Wait.

Forensic states that bullet paths and points of impact don't line up.

It couldn't have passed through Palmer's hat.

Something's off, Mickey.

Nellie, I was just ringing for tea.

Yes, I came up.

Because, uh, Norman went out.

To walk Moxie? I actually don't know, uh, what Norman is doing.

Homer... I'm sorry to tell you this.

Norman killed Adam.

You know that already, don't you?

You marked Adam for him with the white rose.

Was it a symbolic gesture? A death before a new beginning? Or were you just

helping Norman aim with the white pigment in the dark?

Both.

And your hat.

The fake bullet hole.

Of course, you could hide it with the bows and the feathers and the netting.

you needed was somebody to notice it.

I was helping you.

Ellie, please.

Please understand, I had no choice.

Adam went too far. We had to escape his control. You kept Adam at the bar,

across from the vase where the pistol was found.

Where Norman fired shots through the panel. Adam went after the Arlott name.

Edmund's legacy must be protected. You mean Edmund's secret. You knew the deed

was fraudulent. This manor was built on stolen land. It belongs to the town of

Babelton, Palmer.

Adam was going to take it all away. He was going to ruin us.

He cut Bree in.

She always hated me.

It was the will, wasn't it?

That's what the deed was used for, to force you to change the will.

But Adam couldn't be the heir. No, he said the family would see right through

it, and that the courts would back him when they sued.

But he said Moxie would be believable.

Moxie would allow him control as his trustee, and my family would have no

He threatened to expose the Arlots as liars and thieves.

How did he know the deed was forged?

He didn't.

No one did. That was Edmund's dying wish.

But Bree broke in looking for anything to use against me. She took everything

that mattered to us.

Bree is no longer in my family. So you framed her for your attempted murder?

You promised an announcement to bring the family together. I mean, it was the

perfect motive for her to want to kill you before you could change the will.

She was desperate for money after being sued. She had the biggest grudge against

you. You made sure I knew that.

And then you tricked her into putting her fingerprints all over the gun. You

didn't think about the gunshot residue, though.

You grabbed my hand in the dark, making yourself the victim and me your perfect

witness.

That's why I was invited, wasn't I?

That's why you wrote to me in the first place.

What do you imagine Adam would do next after forcing me to change my will?

He needed my death.

My family may have abandoned me years ago, but I never would have allowed that

outsider to take everything.

He would have squandered their rightful inheritance.

Homer, they didn't abandon you.

That was Adam.

He forged emails from you to them and pushed them away.

I didn't know that.

The panel.

Did Norman construct that?

Just for this?

That's his butler's secret.

Anticipating our every need. Watching.

Taking good care of us.

He slips into a room. And no one even knows he's there.

Homer.

You remember what we talked about?

Honesty.

Even when the truth is difficult.

Norman, I'm sorry.

It's over.

Nellie knows everything. It's time for us to turn ourselves in.

Norman, no.

I have always taken care of you, Madam Martha.

Norman, I understand why you did what you did.

No one takes better care of Palmer than you.

Norman, lower the gun.

It's over.

Norman, this isn't right.

And you always do things the right way.

Don't you?

Please!

We know you were just trying to protect us.

Palmer, you should have trusted us. Told us what Adam was up to. I am so sorry.

Well, I'm going to get you the best lawyer in town. I promise you that.

Norman, too.

You'll take care of Moxie.

Move into the manor. We would be honored.

We'll visit you.

Don't worry, we'll set this right.

We sure will.

We love you.

I love you, too. Okay.

Be a good girl, sweetheart.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Joe. How are you?

Relieved that you're okay.

You had me a little worried there, you know.

Happy to be going home?

You can say that again.

I guess everyone will be going home now.

Yep.

Leah, too.

Point taken.

I should, uh, I should figure that out to myself.

Not a bad idea.

I should probably, you know.

Mm -hmm.

See ya.

Dear Nellie, some might call me new in town.

There's something that's been weighing on my mind.

There's this really great woman I've been getting to know. She's impressive

smart, sometimes intimidatingly so.

I had some stuff in my past that I needed to resolve, and she helped me see

that. I'm starting to worry that I waited too long for the right time to

move. What should I do?

Sincerely, some schmuck in Bableton.

Hey. Hi.

So what do you think?

I say the schmuck should go for it.

Oh yeah?

Mm -hmm.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Because this time I'm gonna do it right. I made us a reservation tonight 8 p .m.

Chez Danielle you and me dinner and dancing no

and dancing I Think I'm falling for

you So what are you doing now

nothing well

What do you say?

Milkshakes on me?

Oh, milkshakes. Is that your move? I've seen it before.

Listen, kid, I got a lot of moves.

Well, good, because we're going dancing.

Ugh.

Fine.

You know, who would have thought that the butler actually did it? That was me.

I did.

You're right. It was you. You did.

I'm not going nowhere.

Tell me when you get there.

Baby, you can take your time.