Halliwell SUV. Prue, on her way to the dentist, is stopped by some road construction. Cole squiggles in as a bus passes by, a "Buckle up" transit ad with the tagline "Save the Innocent" emblazoned on its side. Cole, with a flick of his wrist, changes the direction of the blinking arrow from left to right on the detour indicator, then squiggles out. Prue looks either concerned, puzzled, or indifferent, and follows the arrow to the right. Cut to the manor, where Phoebe answers Prue's call from the car. "Did you cast any 'give me a sign' spells lately?" Prue asks. Phoebe answers in the negative, and tells Prue to ignore whatever signs she thinks she's seeing in favor of her dental appointment. Prue is stopped again by a construction crew, and hangs up on Phoebe, telling her she'll call back later. Another sign, "Final Stop Import Export," is painted onto the side of a brick warehouse, and if some idiot really named an import/export company "Final Stop," I have no trouble seeing why the business failed. Prue gets the attention of the construction foreman, who assumes she's from the Department of Social Services. Apparently, a tenant refuses to leave his loft in the condemned warehouse, and demolition is scheduled to start that day. "Someone actually lives here?" Prue asks. "If you can call it [living]," replies Foreman George. The tenant hasn't left his loft once in the last four years. Prue ponders this for a moment, then ignores the big red sign that reads "DANGER: DO NOT ENTER" to step into the warehouse.

Prue walks up the stairs to the warehouse lofts, massaging her aching jaw, and somehow manages to pick the correct door on the first try. She knocks, and tries to open it, but it's chained. "Go away!" the man inside wails, and Prue elects to ignore him, shutting the door, TKing the chain off the hook, and entering the loft. The man inside scrambles into the corner, shouting at her not to come closer. She asks if he's injured, and he moans about the pain in his head. All of the collective pain of the city has gathered in Moany Man's head, it seems, and in spite of Prue's assurance she's there to help him, he insists the pity she feels for him is only making matters worse. He then howls, as he can feel the pain in Prue's mouth as well. "All of this pain! I can't stand it!" he screams. I gaze on in silent sympathy, then remember I'm recapping this crap, and tell him he doesn't know what real pain is. "Why didn't you just go when I asked?" Because then we wouldn't have an episode, genius, and my liver would have made it through to see a better day. Can't have that, now, can we?