Winter has come to New York, and with it, a blizzard. Ezekiel Lennox, being deterred by neither wind nor snow, has set himself to the task of clearing out the corpses from a commercial zone. He wants to put on an ice fair.
"I - no. But, you think... He's not really my dad, right? Whoever put me in my mom. He disappeared and left her alone, that's all I know about him. So I'm not being crazy psycho now... Right?"
"No, you're not. It's kind of like me and my dad, really. But at least him and mum knew he wasn't going to be around from the start. What your not-dad did just sucks."
"No charge if you bring them back when you're done. Just don't break 'em, yeah?"
He doesn't want a confrontation.
Danny meanwhile has headed over to where Terence and his mother are. "Um...should we do something?"
"We should probably meet their parents. Or get Winona to. I think Yvonne is in the right, anyway. She wants to stay here, and she will. But it could be a mess."
"I don't think they're actually sent here. Or possibly this 'father' decided to try and get off on a good foot."
"I suppose 'shiny new' siblings stood a better chance of getting on her good side than than 'Father wants you now because you turned out how he liked'."
"Benefit of the doubt. At any rate, I'll make sure they don't come to trouble if you go inform Winona what's going on? Or vice versa."
"Most people don't think they're weird. You already know all this, right?"
He does. He definitely does - it's almost trivial to Danny.