Kore: I am so confused! I've never been through anything like this before.

Kore: I keep hoping that I wake up...back at my home...and this is all a dream.

Di: I know the feeling.

Di: The bar association told me that he was a telepath before I came. It was in the fine print...always is.

Di: I had no idea what the word meant. But I chose to come anyways. ...307 should be down the hall.

Di: I've made a lot of mistakes. He gave me a chance to start a new life. Now that I know the truth about him...

Di: ...I still would have signed on the dotted line. I'll find a future here. Have you seen him yet?

Kore: No.

Di: He's just this old man. He's not really even scary.

Kore: Are you sure we're talking about the same Xander?

Di: You should have seen him with his sword. Very proudly knighting me or something this afternoon.

Kore: Sounds like the island could use some modern leadership.

Di: His eyes though. He looks like he's seen a thousand winters. This doesn't count as gossip does it?

Kore: So...if he drops dead of a mutton-induced heart-attack, you'd be king, right?

Di: This is it.

Kore: Come in. Have a drink.

Di: It's like everywhere I turn there's another blonde giant...who knows that I need a drink.

Kore: Baby, it's cold outside.

Di: Ain't that the truth.

Kore: Have a seat, what do you take, scotch?

Di: Don't mind if I do.