Written by Brad Copeland.
Narrator: ...while Buster indulged in a night out with Tobias.
Tobias: This place is exactly what I had hoped for. All ladies.
Buster: Well, I’ve heard that this uniform is the best way to meet... Ah! Lucille 2?
Lucille 2: Buster!
Buster: So, you’re back?
Lucille 2: Oh, I’m back, Buster!
Buster: Yeah.
Lucille 2: And I am rock-steady. No more dizzies!
Buster: Yeah.
Narrator: Lucille Austero had just returned from a monthlong stay at a facility that specialized in the treatment of vertigo.
Lucille 2: Aw. Aw, just a minute. You’re okay. You’re okay. You’re okay. We’re okay. We’re okay. Somebody will be here in a second. We’re okay. We’re okay.
Lucille 2: I am stable as a table.
Buster: Mm.
Lucille 2: So, is there a.... a girl in your life?
Buster: Well, I would hardly call my mother a girl, but, yes, she’s still very much a part of my life.
Lucille 2: No. I mean, uh, someone who makes you hear music?
Buster: Oh. Uh, she mostly likes talk radio.
Lucille 2: I mean a girl who makes you f-feel romantic.
Buster: Oh.
Lucille 2: And also who makes you hear beautiful music.
Buster: Yes. No.
Lucille 2: I guess what I’m trying to say is...
Tobias: / Start spreading the news /![]()
Lucille 2: Everybody thinks they’re Frank Sinatra.
Tobias: / I’m leaving today /
Lucille 2: Maybe...
Tobias: / I’m gonna be a part of it /
Lucille 2: ... we could start anew?
Buster: Oh...
Tobias: / In old... /
Narrator: And later, Michael got an urgent call from his mother.
Michael: Hi.
Lucille: He’s with her again. Buster’s taken up with that Lucille 2.
Michael: That’s why you called me here? I’ve got my secretary bringing over a bunch of important papers because I thought this was urgent.
Lucille: Well, it’s all your fault. You’re the one who insisted he get away from Mother.
Michael: Well, I wasn’t trying to send him to a new one. Where is he?
Lucille: He’s on the balcony.
Michael: Buster?
