Houston, Texas. Dr Nameless -- I've just decided to call him Dr Benben, since he's played by Brian Benben and it's taking forever to find out his real name and also I don't care what his real name actually is, because the word "Benben" is funny -- is at the driving range with a new character, a younger Hispanic man in a velour track suit. "Wow, that's a fluid swing," Dr Benben begins. Lying, by the way, because that swing? Not fluid. People, I know golf: I golfed a 79 on my last vacation. Of course, it was on a 9-hole course, but whatever. And...I've resorted to golf jokes. My grandfather would be proud. "Listen, Romulo?" Dr. Benben adds. "Yeah?" Romulo asks, turning from his tee. "I want out," Dr. Benben announces. Romulo grins and wonders what he means. "The stress. It's too much," Dr Benben tells him haltingly. Romulo furrows his brow and wonders what the hell Dr Benben is talking about. "You store the merca. You sell the merca. You count the money. You spend the money, right?" Romulo asks. Dr. Benben is all, well, yeah, but...and starts yammering something about his divorce proceedings, and his expanding practice and blah blah blah. Romulo is all, so you think we'll just let you go? "Miguel Cadena said I could get out whenever I want," Dr Benben says. Romulo smiles. "But is that what you really want? What happens when you want money again to pay off your debts? I know you, doctor," he says, poking the hapless Dr. Benben cheerfully and going back to his slice. "I just want to lead a normal life," Dr. Benben whines.