Pierre began to scream and flopped onto the floor and Dora scrambled over to a box of bezoars and shoved one down his throat. While waiting to see what the outcome of that would be Dora noticed a memo float into the room and land on her desk. Grabbing it she ripped it open and read it.

Looking to Emelda she said, "Emelda, look after Pierre, I have to go right now." ANd with that she grabbed her bag and headed out the door as fast as her preggers little feet would carry her.