Greg walked up to the door and rapped on it. Ed and Sam stood behind him, arms crossed and trying to keep a smile off their faces. "This is Sergeant Greg Parker."

"I know who you are!" a muffled voice shouted. "Just leave me alone, okay?"

Greg jumped back, but he relaxed and tried again, a smile forming. "Look, it's cold out here and there are some people that have been standing here for half an hour waiting to get inside. It would really help if you'd unlock the door and let them in. Can you do that for me?" Ed elbowed Sam, and they both snickered.

"I said, go away! I'm busy!"

Greg thought for a moment. "Is there anything you need? 'Cause I can get it for you…just name it. Water…food…toilet paper…" By this time, Ed and Sam were cracking up.

A loud flush sounded and the door burst open. An embarrassed Spike exited the bathroom and nearly plowed into Greg. "Aw Boss, please….don't practice your spiel on me like that." Greg started laughing. "It's not funny!" Spike yelled as he pushed past a hysterical Sam and Ed. Tears streamed out of their eyes.

Jules entered the hallway just as he was exiting. She walked over to the other 3 and crossed her arms, tsk-tsking. "Forgot to wash his hands." A small smile lit her features as they all laughed together.