9x-xx-xx 13 Falling Out

Hey Karen, how's it going? Fine, the kitchen's off limits to guests. Ah, well, what if I dry? Then you can stay. Okay. Ah, you pissed off with me? No. I've got that letter from Jared on my mind.

Ah, yeah. And you know, I can't get over Helen dying of natural causes. Just leave it alone. She went for a walk. She had an aneurysm and died. These things happen. But I thought you said she never went for walks.

You're not a bloody detective. Well, that's not the only thing that's bugging me. That fax I got from Kesser's was really strange. Remind me, what exit you didn't say? Um, um, received your fax. Problem has been identified.

Temporary power surge, which is now been rectified. Regarding Helen Schrader, there is no record of any such person being employed here at Kesser's. Please return to your designated vacation. Oh, do you know this person?

Yeah, it's from Sheila. But I mean, what kind of communications expert says please return to your designated vacation? Sounds weird. Yeah. Should I follow it up with a phone call? I would. It must be pretty hard getting a letter like that from your son.

Are you okay? What do you think? Well, I think you're upset. You're good. I'm probably in denial. I don't mean to pry. We don't have to talk about it. Oh, you. Or this psychology? Maybe I'm being genuine.

Did you ever think of that? Sorry. I just feel bad if I live in Jerr behind. But I head to if I'd taken him, Greg would have found it where we'll see all that. Yeah, must have been tough.