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.

[pkeccentric]

[yikes. Egon and domestic problems mix about as well as glycerin and potassium permanganate. he's gonna need at least one cigarette before replying.]

He's with Peter, the last I checked. What do you mean by mistakes?

Sorry, having to change direction.

[ooeeooahah]

I.. lost my temper at him Saturday. I haven't seen him since. Is he okay?

[pkeccentric]

He doesn't seem any different than usual. Moodier, I guess. [the click of a lighter can be heard for a brief moment.] But I was wondering why. What did you two argue about?

[ooeeooahah]

Making changes to the house to suit him. Or at least that's what I thought we were talking about.