"Bowie!" Wendy Quinn cried on the phone.

"Mom?" he replied.

"I'm so glad you finally picked up my call! What's going on?"

"I'm actually having lunch at the moment, a BLT sandwich. It's amazing!"

"Bowie, this is not the time for jokes. You left me a 30 second voicemail telling me you have a daughter with your ex-girlfriend from high school, you're currently staying with her parents and you quit the tour?"

Bowie moved the phone away from his ear slightly, as Wendy screeched.

"I'm sorry, Mom." He said, putting the phone back to his ear.

"You're sorry? You're freaking sorry?" Wendy took the phone away from her ear and tried to calm herself down. "Thank God I bought a plane ticket and decided to head back to town; you really do need me!"

"What?" Bowie had attempted to finish his sandwich but had now pushed it aside. "You're coming to town?"

"I'm in town now. In fact, I'm outside on 'your doorstep'. Well, Celia and Ham's doorstep." Wendy declared. Bowie desperately tried not to choke on his food. He quickly grabbed some water.

"Tell me you're kidding, right? Right? Mom?"

"I'm sorry sweetheart," Wendy said, now pressing the doorbell. "I'm gonna have to see you later? Or are you here now?"

"No, I'm not here. I mean there. Wait…please don't ring the doorbell. Step away from the house, right this minute!"

Wendy scoffed. "Well if you'd answered my calls, maybe I would be more inclined to listen to you."

She promptly hung up the phone, just as Celia opened the front door.

"My goodness, Celia Mack. It's been a long time, hasn't it?"

Celia was glued to floor, gobsmacked. She took in Wendy's appearance. Her wispy blonde hair, her loose floral blouse and khaki trousers, the trendy sunglasses carefully perched on top of her head. And the jewellery, oh who could forget the jewellery? Bangles on both arms, ridiculous feather earrings, rings on both fingers and was that a…a stud on her nose? After blinking her eyes in disbelief, she finally mustered up enough energy to turn her head to scream in the direction of the stairs "HAM!" – once again.