 nine days. I've been pretty busy. I can see that. A real rear window situation going on here. Some of your partners have faced the yard. They're blinds closed. I think they're masturbating. Everybody masturbates, Mark. I knew you would say that. So look at this! I think you should be more respectful of people's privacy. I think you shouldn't fucking justify it, Katie. What kind of people keep their blinds closed? Who masturbate? I don't need your pity noodles. Take a look at this, though. That apartment's blinds were open Sunday evening for a few hours, and now they're closed. So? So you should just admit that you're wrong, okay? I mean, tenant A1 is fucking tenant B2's hand, and tenant C3 is fixing his neighbor's leaky pipes. What is that euphemism for? Building 2 just poisoned up his clients. Tell me you can feel that, right? This is the last time, Mark. I'm just here to say goodbye. My flight leaves in a couple of hours. Kate, you can't leave. You could help solve the crime of the century, Katie! For the last time, Mark, you're the one who's spying on people. You're the one who's immoral. Okay, first of all, it's not spying, it's called investigation. Now all I need to do is find the entrance to the tunnel that links the two buildings that they use to run their network of filthy jerks, and then I can prove that the woman in 1A killed her husband to become the chairperson, and then I can expose their coalition of disturbed self-pleasureers and be a hero. I still get to announce to drive me to the airport. Katie? Mark, is that you? Wow, it's been so long. Ten years to the day. That's oddly specific, but um, how have you been? You've finally done with that whole masturbating conspiracy, I see. It's really good to see you out of the house. Yeah, I moved out not long after you. Turns out no one was masturbating an abnormal amount. I think we were like that, so... That's not strange, Mark. I knew that. Yeah. Turns out that woman did kill her husband though, so that was kind of crazy, but... Wait, what did you just say? Oh yeah, like everybody in the building knew, and no one contacted the police, myself included. Are you serious? Oh well, you know what, actually, technically someone must have contacted the police, otherwise how would they have known to come to the building? But whoever told, I'm sure she took care of them. Wait, so you mean to tell me that a former neighbor of mine committed murder while I was still living nearby, and then had a witness killed from inside the prison? Of course not. She didn't go to prison, she got away. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. At least I knew something fishy was going on. Feels good to be a hero. You may have heard about the fence being constructed around Chancellor Dirk's university home. An endeavor that will cost the taxpayers hundreds of thousands...