After celebrating Cindy's remembering, Max rushed to her friend's side and took her hand in hers. She didn't bother keeping the tears from her eyes. She was emoting, dammit! "Cindy, dahling, I love you. We all love you. We all need you to remember one little thing..."
"Where your estranged father who faked his own death to collect the insurance on his own policy," Logan stopped to take a deep breath. "Hid the other half of this golden amulet!"
Kendra stopped making eyes at Alec and began eavesdropping on the conversation. She skulked in the background, generating a generally evil presence. She was, after all, a witch. An evil witch. Yes, Kendra McKendrasonsen was an evil voodoo priestess. She brought things like tea pots and ceramic figurines to life. Not dolls though. She found that so pre-Pulse.
"I don't know!" Cindy wailed and buried her face in her hands. Dramatically.
"I thought you said there was something you could do!" Max yelled at Alec furiously. There was a little drama, but more ferocity really.
"I don't know if it would work." Alec said and glided to Cindy's side.
"Well, you must try!" Logan exclaimed, emotion in all his dramatic words.
Alec pointed to Kendra. "She might be able to help!"
The Dark Angel theme song plays, but slower and more whimsical. Slowly everything fades out and flashes of Max, Logan, Original Cindy, Alec, Kendra, and whatever random people and what have you zip by. Then everything comes back in focus...
Kendra gasped dramatically. "Out me and I shall out you, Alec!"
Alec stopped pointing. "There's a medication. It's experimental and it might make her.... DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN... mentally insane!"
Max gasped like nobody's business. "No!"
Alec's eyes widened. "Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"I've remembered something else!" Original Cindy exclaimed.
"The amulet?" Max was hopeful. Very hopeful. Not dramatically hopeful though. Not yet.
"No." Cindy shook her head.
"Then what then?" Max demanded.
"I... I... I like Xena a lot!" OC exclaimed dramatically.
"Blast!" Logan exclaimed. He really wanted that amulet.
The door opened again and an extremely handsome and stereotypical soap opera man entered the room. Dramatically. He pushed Logan and Alec away from the bed, then sat next to Max. He took her hand in his then took Original Cindy's hand for good measure.
"Max, I am Blane Dirk and I am in love with you!" He exclaimed.
Max gasped. "Why, I am almost certain I am not in love with you!"
Blane dropped Cindy's hand like a bad habit and fished some incriminating photos from his pocket. Then he put them back because they were incriminating photos of himself in a pink thong with two dollops of cheese whiz covering his nipples. He then pulled out some photos of him and Max kissing on a train, plane, Great Dane, and in Spain. It's obvious that they're Photoshop jobs, but if that was revealed now it wouldn't be dramatic, would it? No, no it would not.
Max was shocked. Dramatically shocked. She removed her hand from Blane's grasp. "I can assure you, Blane, that I would not kiss you on a train or a plane. And certainly not on a Great Dane or even in Spain! I would take great care not to kiss you anywhere!"
"How could you!?" Logan exclaimed. Dramatically. In typical soap fashion, he stormed from the room before Max could explain.
"Oh woe!" Max exclaimed and chased after Logan.
Kendra put a hand on Alec's shoulder. "It'll be all right, my pet. If you just remember our deal."
Alec gritted his teeth. "How could I forget?"
"I don't know!" Cindy exclaimed. That's because she had AMNESIA... NESIA... NESIA... NESIA...
Blane huffed and puffed, then stormed from the room, intent on killing Logan in the study with a revolver.
Next time, on AS THE SPACE NEEDLE TURNS...
"Long story short, dear brother, you and I are... brothers. Due to that affair I just told you about!" Dramatically.
Tune in next time to find out what happens!