Ahem. No, what Sam-In-A-Geek actually does when he tries and fails to raise his brother by cell phone is call this week's motel and ask to be connected to Room 102. "Those guys checked out," the motel's manager replies, "middle of the night." Sam-In-A-Geek's all, "'Guys? Plural?" "Yeah," the motel's manager confirms. "One leather jacket, one Sasquatch." And now that I've recounted the only funny line in this entire godforsaken episode, let's join Sam-In-A-Geek as he ransacks Gary Frankel's bedroom, shall we? He flips through various stacks of comic books and AP Physics binders and Star Wars t-shirts and such before finally -- FINALLY -- thinking to search under the bed, where he finds a box containing one copy of the "Pillow Book Love Secrets" edition of Busty Asian Beauties, an entirely non-demonic day planner, a never-used baseball, a flashlight, and a Satanic athame wrapped in one of Lucifer's finest tablecloths. DUN! Unfortunately, before Sam-In-A-Geek can investigate further, Mrs. Frankel calls him to breakfast, so we skip downstairs to Stately Frankel Manor's breakfast nook, where Mr. Frankel wastes not an instant chiding his errant son for the latter's utterly irresponsible behavior the previous evening, nattering on and on and on about The Plan, which somehow involves Engineering and free rides to MIT and whatever, until Sam-In-A-Geek tells Mr. Frankel to cram it sideways and starts in on a rousing game of Twenty Questions with the utterly oblivious Mrs. Frankel and the somewhat more knowing Frankel daughter, Sydney, during which we learn that the geek Sam's currently inhabiting has not been subject to mood swings as of late, nor has he been slaughtering the neighbor's pets. However, he is quite adept with Latin, might possibly have an occult fixation, and has shown a recent fondness for collecting grimoires. Oh, and he's allergic to wheat gluten. Got all that? Good. Next!