"Rick, wake up! Jeez, I hope you are not in that psycho drunk period again!"

"Morty? Finally! I am hope you (brp) are fucking enjoying this time travelling stuff!"

"Wait, what? You said, it is gonna be ok! You're NOT PUTTING THE SHIT ON ME AGAIN, period. Where the hell have you been anyway?"

"Oh, as you noticed Morty, the portal gun blew up. So we are screwed. And apart from that, the side effects were hallucinations and light injuries which lasted for several hours. And yeah, I also had some drinks…"

"And why… why didn't you look for me?"

"Morty! It's Chi-(Brp)-cago in 1916. I would have started searching for you in the morning! You were surely taken to hospital or school or something. You know the "very formal, very Christian, slightly modern society" takes care of you!"

"I am not that sure, Rick! Luckily, Candy found me and took me to this poor man's clinic where you also crashed. But…"

"Oh, cut it Morty! You are saved again by some girl who also has you friendzoned already."

"Say what you want Rick, you would never understand her anyway! Can you fix the portal gun or not?"

After a knock, Dr. Martin and Candy entered the room.

"Everything is alright? Dr. Martin asked. "We heard you two arguing."

"Yes, we are quite okay. Thank you, for taking me for the night and also for the whisky! And I assume you are Candy! My name is Rick Sanchez. Thank you for taking care of my grandson, I will never forget your generosity."

"I just did that everyone else would have done. But thank you! Morty is a nice boy. Although I have to say that the two of you are swearing a lot."

"Oh come, come on Candy… Shaking of the formalities is liberating. Sometimes you have to say what you really think! But I assume for a girl who was raised by closeted Lesbians this is a hard thing to do."

"No, I grew up in an orphanage run by two nuns…! Wait… How dare you suspect Miss Pony and Sister Mary to be…

"…sodomites?"

"Lovers…" Candy finished the sentence. "They were always like two mothers to me."

"That seems like the description of a Lesbian couple with kids!"

"I am sorry Candy" Morty tried to save the situation. "My grandfather is keen on Greco-Roman culture. He thinks poorly of the morals of the modern society."

"Well, Mr Sancez, you are certainly not right on this. Besides, how do you know about my upbringing?"

"I just guessed it right, Candy! You don't know yet, but (plrp) I am the smartest person in the universe! And I am not just saying that! I can build flying cars, space rockets, any kind of stuff you want!"

"Don't take him seriously Candy!" Advised Dr. Martin. "Rick is certainly intelligent, but also lost sense of the reality. ...And I might have talked a bit about you last night... ...Just how I got the best nurse in the city!..."

"Yeah Candy! Rick… I mean my grandfather is often acting weird… especially while having a hangover…"

"Can you cure diseases?" Candy was not discouraged.

"Well, most of them, yes!"

"All right then. If you really are the smartest person in the world, you are surely able to help my friend Albert! He lost all of his memories in a bomb blast in Italy."

"Oh, that sad… But I think I can help him."

"Rick! Are you sure…"

"Trust me on that, Candy!"

"Then lets meet here at 5 pm. Albert will be home by the time we get there together."

"..."

Rick and Morty took the streets. While Rick enjoyed the view to the centre of modern industry, Morty was more concerned about their way back to the future.

"Actually, Morty, this is a great era for me. People are worshipping scientists like gods. And look how cheap is everything. Also, we know which bonds are going to skyrocket, so we could soon be extremely rich."

"This is not a fucking joke Rick! I wanna go home as soon as possible! And you said that we should not manipulate the past. Can you build a new gun portal with the crystal that can take us home?"

"Don't worry about that! Probably nothing will change. You know, the universe can fix some inconsistencies… And yes Morty, of course I can build it. Though I need to craft all the parts on my own, that takes time. But a lab would help us a lot. Maybe Candy has access to one, she is learning medicine, right?"

"I don't think so, Rick! I think she is just a simple nurse… she dated some Broadway star though… So you aren't helping her out of gratitude!"

"I'm very grateful. And I also see that you really like her… So why couldn't we hang out a little bit. Maybe I can fix her friend or something… "

"Wouldn't that change the future?"

"You see, that's the problem with you Morty! We are having fun in 1916 in Chicago while war rages in Europe. Relax! The future will be unaffected by our little vacation. Now let's make money from useless patents, eat, buy some clothes and find a cool place to sleep."

"..."

Rick and Morty met Candy as planned at 5:00 pm. Morty wondered what Candy really thinks about Rick and how long will she tolerate him. Although he was surely not against spending time with her, Morty had his doubts about Rick's true intentions.

"So Candy, Morty told me that you have some shit going on…. Where I come from, we say that for having troubles" Rick was very crude, as usual.

"Well, thank you, but I am fine."

"Wait…Before you think that Morty likes gossiping about your love life, I can tell you that he would be the last person to do that. But we know that you are not happy and we really want to help you."

"Rick, I don't, I don't think that we…."

"I think helping Albert would be good enough for me right now, Mr Sanchez. But thank you, I see that you are a good person."

"Call me Rick, Candy!"

Albert was already at home. While Rick examined him, Morty had an opportunity to provide some explanation to Candy.

"Candy, my grandfather is really strange. You can like him, but you should never trust him."

"I have my own judgement of your grandfather, Morty. And please, don't worry about me."

"I think I should, and you don't know Rick"

"Morty, you can believe me that I have met much worse people than Rick. He is certainly troubled, too. But he also has a noble heart."

'Well, amh… Maybe you are right." Morty decided not to mention that Rick destroyed complete worlds just to begin with. "So, what are your plans Candy? Do you want to be a doctor someday?"

"Morty, I don't have any grand plans right now. I want my friend Stear to return safe from the war. I also want Albert to regain his former self. And of course, I want to be happy, but it's hard when as Rick said so much shit is going on. The problem is that I should be the optimist here, but I am getting so tired of it Morty! I don't know why I'm telling you this…" Candy was almost crying.

"Oh jeez. Candy, don't worry. You know, sometimes even optimists contemplate su… I mean, you are a great person and everybody loves you. I am sure Rick can help Albert. And your other friend will be ok, too!"

"Thank you Morty, looks like I really needed someone new to say it to make it more convincing." By the time Rick and Albert returned the room a few minutes later, Candy's sadness disappeared.

"Good news Candy! Albert is certainly on the road to full - (blrp) - recovery. He will remember everything within three months, his headaches are obvious signs. I have shown a method to Albert to fasten the recovery, but I think you should not really urge it, it's genuinely a natural process."

"Yes Candy! With Rick's method I recalled an old memory about a conversation with a Canadian hunter in Africa. This means that I will surely remember everything."

"Oh, that's amazing, Rick. I really hoped that you will be so sure about it… That means Albert will get his life back soon!" Candy really seemed relieved. "Now, join us for tea, you must stay for dinner, too!"

"Great…" But Morty couldn't finish.

"I am sorry folks, but we have a business dinner today. I have to sell my scientific ideas and Morty should watch. But what about another time?"

"We are inviting our friends tomorrow for dinner, you have to come, too!"

"Thank you Candy, we will surely come. Come on Morty, we have to hurry." Morty realized that Rick certainly had something to say, so he played along.

After they left, Rick explained the situation.

"Sorry Morty, but I have two reasons to leave. Firstly, you are not gonna believe it! That Albert guy is actually totally fine! He remembers everything!"

"What the fuck! That scum! Rick, we have to tell Candy right now!"

"That's why I am telling it to you just now! Morty, it is not that simple! Actually, that Albert is cool. He is a very rich guy, but he hated his situation. So he created an alias and spends most of his time as an archetypal wanderer character."

"He is clearly manipulating Candy! I don't think he is better than King Jellybean!"

"No, Morty. He always took care of Candy. As a wanderer, he saved her life once and they formed a very strong friendship. He also formally adopted her to protect her from the Leagans and provide her a future. But he never revealed to Candy that William Ardlay, her legal guardian she never met and Albert, the half hobo, half Bruce Springsteen character is the same person!"

"I don't know Rick. It's too … romantic for me. I mean… such things happen only in cheap novels."

"Well, it was unlikely… But not impossible in the 1910s, Morty."

"And what about the amnesia? Anyway, how do you know he is telling the truth?"

"He is telling the truth, trust me. He had amnesia from a bomb explosion in Italy. His luck was that he was sent back to Chicago, where Candy by-y-y (plrp) chance became his nurse. Candy broke many rules and social norms to save his life, Morty. You know, Candy took him into her flat… She lost her job because of him… …But a few days ago, Albert fully regained his memories, though he is not yet able to tell Candy the whole truth. He just asked for some time… Yeah, I almost forgot, he will provide us a laboratory and all the necessary items that already exist."

"So you wanna finish tonight the portal gun and bail on Candy! That's the second reason! How could she trust…"

"No Morty! We will come tomorrow to dinner. The portal gun with this technology will still need days to finish. But I heard that Edison is in town, and he needs to be put in his place! So, lets go Morty!"