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Madison: Are you all right? I came as quickly as I could! Oh my god, I can’t believe you were shot!
Madison: I was so pissed at you because I thought you were blowing me off again. I’m so sorry— Jared: It’s okay. I’m fine, Madison, I’m fine!
*Door shuts quietly. Muffled voices coming from inside the room*
Frida: *heavy sigh*
Frida: Xander? What are you doing here?
Xander: Shit, I must’ve fallen asleep. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. And Jared?
Frida: Yes, we’re both okay. How long have you been here? You look like shit.
Xander: You look like shit too, doofus. C’mon, let me take you home. I’ll make you chocolate chip pancakes, yeah?
Frida: You, cook? I don’t think so, Clavell. Last time you burned the shit out of them. Xander: You’re still holding that against me after all this time?
*phone rings*
Frida: Cornelia? Sorry, I know you’ve been trying to call. My phone was dead, and I’ve just had the worst night…
Cornelia: Where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you all day and all night! Frida: I’m really not in the mood for a lecture right now, Cornelia—
Cornelia: Frida, I don’t know how to tell you this… Gunther’s missing. No one has seen him since the wedding. And Erik Darling’s death? As of a few hours ago, it’s now officially being investigated as a homicide.
Frida: WHAT? Cornelia: Frida, I think… I think something terrible has happened to your brother.