*Still droned. He's still droned. But even so...*

...happy birthday. You idioot.

*It's Belgium's National Day today, which means it's her birthday! Only, her brother seems to have been droned, which means that it's very hard for her to be happy and celebrate anything right now.

So instead she's just sitting on the steps of 1336 Benny Road, looking a bit glum and drinking. Happy birthday to her.*

Oh, you gotta be kiddin' me.

Where th' hell am I supposed to find a yak? Let alone a thousand of 'em? Anyone seen a yak around lately?

*There's some sputtering, some coughing, and then... stunned quiet.*

I-I'm back in Mayfield? I'm alive...?

W.... what happened? How did...?