Cut to the lobby of the Bay Tech Building, which is decorated with a full-scale reproduction of Rodin's The Thinker. Piper enters, again conservatively clad in a fuzzy black angora sweater over a beige, ankle-length skirt, and nervously approaches the receptionist. She begins to introduce herself, then starts babbling. "You don't really care who I am, do you? I mean, everybody else is on lunch break, and you're stuck here fielding questions from people who probably shouldn't even be asking them in the first place." The visibly unnerved receptionist cuts her short: "Can I actually help you?" Piper asks for the name of the company that employs Victor Bennet. The receptionist checks her records, and tells Piper she has no listing for a Victor Bennet. Perhaps because, as long-time viewers of this show have noted on the forums, Piper's father's name is actually Victor Jones. Piper produces a photo of Victor and asks the receptionist if she's seen him. Before the exasperated receptionist can tell Piper to go far, far away, Piper spots a middle-aged man exiting an elevator, and scampers off after him, calling, "Dad!" The man turns, and, of course, he is not her father. Piper apologizes, and turns to scan the crowd in the lobby once more.

Phoebe and Prue, lunching al fresco, with Prue describing the story idea she pitched that morning at the magazine. Phoebe interrupts with, "You're dodging." Phoebe means, of course, that Prue is dodging the issue of their father's rumored return to San Francisco. The conversation that follows is so drawn out and dull that I repeatedly check the backs of my hands to make sure liver spots aren't forming. Parental-issues chatter. Prue insists her feelings about Victor abandoning the family are firmly in the past where they belong. Phoebe doesn't believe her. Before I turn my laptop into a pillow for my weary, weary head, Prue hears the Molester Theme again. She leaps to her feet to search out the source as a confused Phoebe follows behind. They find a brunette moppet idly humming the tune on the other side of the fountain as she absent-mindedly toys with the creepy silver head protruding from the fountain wall. Prue gently asks the girl where she heard the song, and the child points to the conveniently-passing Ice-Cream Truck of Pedophilia and Demonic Doom. Phoebe attempts to turn the conversation back to the father issue as the girl scampers off after the truck. Prue finds this a little suspicious, given the cold weather and the total lack of parental supervision, and takes off after the girl.