Jacob: "We got a package that was supposed to be delivered here..."
James: "From whom?"

Mary was quickly on her feet heading toward the front door.

Mary: "I'm Mary. Thanks for bringing this over-I wasn't expecting it to get here this fast! I'll have to leave this guy good feedback."
Jacob: "I know you."
Mary: "What? How?"
Jacob: "Not you, you."

Emily froze as the lanky kid looked straight at her. Her mind raced as she tried to remember if she'd ever seen him, perhaps he'd been a client she just couldn't place or maybe a nurse or orderly from the hospital. He handed Mary a small package before taking a few steps into the house. Deanna, Markus, and Serge were instantly on their feet as Tristan and James moved to block his way further inside.

Jacob: "You were dead, completely brain dead. You shouldn't be here."
Tristan: "I'm sure Mary's grateful you brought her package over, but you should probably be leaving now."
Jacob: "I saw you before, back at the hospital, then a couple times at Dr. Tavella's…"
Mary: "Ok, crazy-boy. That's lovely. Don't you have homework you should be doing?"

Jacob: "No, no homework. No school. Who gave you the datura?"
Emily: "What?"
Jacob: "What you did, it wasn't on purpose. There's more to what happened to you."
Tristan: "Emily, you don't have to talk to this kid."

Emily looked around her at her friends, all of them looking back at her for the next move. Memories stirred deep in her mind, things she'd wondered about but could never seem to bring up in her useless therapy sessions. Whoever this person was standing in the entryway of the house, he seemed to know something. He seemed safe enough, if a bit strange.

Emily: "It's ok. We outnumber him seven to one. What do you know? Or think you know anyway."
Jacob: "Everything your medical chart said."
Emily: "You read my chart?"
Jacob: "I was curious."

Emily: "Great. And I don't even know your name."
Jacob: "Jacob. Jacob Towans. I live next door."
Emily: "Pleased to meet you. I think."

Markus: "Why do you think Emily was taking datura? And what is it?"
Jacob: "Well-"
Emily: "Actually, do you mind if we discuss this somewhere a bit more private? I mean no offense to you guys, but this is potentially really personal."
Tristan: "I'm not sure you should be wandering off alone with someone you just met."

Emily: "We'll be just on the other side of the door, you can watch from the window if it'll make you feel better."
Mary: "I'm with Tristan on this one, Em."
Emily: "You can help him watch from the window then. I need to talk to this guy, even if it just turns out to be crap like all the other things I've done to try to find out what happened. Would you rather I did this now, or later when all of you aren't around?"
Mary: "Fine, but at the first sign of trouble I'm unleashing all of them."
Emily: "I expect nothing less."