At the Trudeau Memorial, formerly Andy's House Of Beef, formerly The Loneliest Precinct House In The World, Raige clomps into Henry's office and they banter-flirt. Flanter? Blirt? Both sort of sound like gastrointestinal emanations. Henry asks after the Dolt and whether or not they've heard from him. Raige tells him they haven't, something he would know if he returned her phone calls. She ends her sentence with a teasing click of her tongue that should make Henry wonder why she's taking her brother-in-law's mysterious disappearance so lightly. Henry is cutely chagrined and ashamed when he realizes that he never did return her calls, and promises he's not blowing her off. To prove it, he offers to meet her at P3 after her dinner with the Retard's parents. Raige agrees to the date and orders him not to be late as she flares her Jungle Red lips at him. Henry smiles sadly after her. Oh man, he's going to turn out to be magical as well, isn't he? Let's see -- as a parole officer, I guess it would make sense for him to be a Whitelighter. However, I would kill to see Ivan Sergei in those gold choir robes, so I hope they make him an Ever Useless Elder.