Operator said that's priv'ledged information, and it ain't no business of mine.

[ooeeooahah]

[ Phone, Filtered to non-drones in the Venkman and Stanz households, early Monday evening ]

Hi, I- I'm looking for Egon, trying to remind him tonight's his third night out, and...

[ There's a small sigh. ] I'm sorry, I just wanted to let him know I'm clearing out the house for him. I just don't want him to get droned because of my mistakes.

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[sosghosts]

He's here.

What the hell did you do, anyway?

[ooeeooahah]

He's okay? [ She sounds worried. ] We... didn't have a good morning.

[ Ilsa sighs and continues. ] Main thing I did was not wake up before talking that morning. I could have chosen my words better, but I hadn't had coffee yet.

[sosghosts]

Well... he's not in the best shape. But I think I stopped the blood so he might be alright. Not sure if he'll walk again, though.

[ooeeooahah]

[ There is a long bit of silence. ]

Please tell me you are joking.

[sosghosts]

I'm not really sure what your "talking" was supposed to accomplish, but he's been in and out of consciousness since I found him.

Safe to say he probably won't want to see you any time soon.

[ooeeooahah]

[ She's hyperventilating, and her voice is tight. ] Fine, the house will be cleared by six.

I just hope that whatever shape he's in, he can be moved over here for tonight, or he'll be droned tomorrow.

[sosghosts]

[He takes a quick inhale of breath, almost like a hiss.] I don't know about that.

Can you not be there? He might go catatonic if he sees you. PTSD and all that. And I make no promises that I won't try to avenge him.

[ooeeooahah]

The house will be empty at six. I will be out of the house, and if he ends up droned because you couldn't get your happy ass in gear, I will make sure you regret it, you son of a bitch!

[ The phone is slammed down. Congratulations, Peter - you've made her upset enough to swear. ]