The door opens...

Jack: Alexandra.
Alex: Good morning.
Jack: Good morning. I was just talking to Edmund here about this lovely Della Robbia.
Alex: Oh, yes, it's lovely, isn't it? Dimitri found it at an auction.
Jack: Yeah, so Edmund said. What auction house was it? I may pop in next time I'm in London.
Edmund: You're going to London, Jack?
Jack: Well, I may have to. Unfortunately for me, it would be business, not pleasure. But, so, what was the name of the auction house? Do you remember?
Alex: Uh -- no, I'm afraid not.
Edmund: What business you got in London?
Jack: Well, you remember that foundation I told you about.
Edmund: Oh, yeah, right. I forgot -- the one that was so hush-hush.
Jack: Yes, the double-secret probationary foundation. I'm sure that Alexandra probably knows of it. Phoenix international?
Alex: Vaguely rings a bell. What is it?
Jack: They're a philanthropic foundation. They're based in London. I do some legal work for them from time to time.
Alex: Hmm. There's lots of foundations like that in England.
Jack: I'm sure you're absolutely right about that. Listen, my friend, I've taken up enough of your time. Have to get out of here. Alexandra, nice to see you again.
Alex: You, too.
Jack: Don't forget to sign those forms. You don't want Uncle Sam knocking on this door, all right?
Edmund: I will Jack. Thanks.

Alex: I'm just going to get some tea.
Edmund: Alex, wait. Where were you all night?

Alex: What do you mean, where was I last night?
Edmund: Stella said your bed wasn't slept in.
Alex: Oh. Really. I'm not used to people monitoring my comings and goings.
Edmund: She just came to make your bed. I was concerned.
Alex: Well, I couldn't sleep. You know, it was so hot, so I went for a drive to cool off.
Edmund: In the middle of the night?
Alex: Mm-hmm. When there's no traffic, you can just let your mind go free and sort things out. You found the photo.
Edmund: Yeah, Stella found it. I was wondering...
Alex: I'm sorry I borrowed it without asking. I was going to return it today. Brought me a bit of comfort looking at that.
Edmund: Why? What would give you comfort looking at a child you barely know?
Alex: Dimitri loved her as if she was his own daughter. I don't know. It just made me feel closer to him somehow. Does it make any sense at all?
Edmund: Yeah. Still, it's hard to accept, you know, that he's gone and... you know, when we cheated death in the aqueduct, we swore we'd grow old together. I can't believe that he's dead of an aneurysm at his age.
Alex: It's hard to accept, I know.
Edmund: Yeah. Which is why I contacted a friend of mine at Pine Valley Hospital... Joe Martin. He's the chief of staff.
Alex: What for?
Edmund: Well, I want him to look at a copy of Dimitri's medical report from the doctor at Seaview. Could you get me a copy?
Alex: Yes. Of course.