INT. CITY WOK - LATER

The five sit with untouched food around them.

Two CUSTOMERS come in, take in the restaurant, their eyes stopping hard on Stan's "blood" soaked appearance.

They immediately turn to go.

The owner, TUONG LU KIM (played by... I'm not touching this one), behind the counter is frantic.

TUONG LU KIM: He came in like that!

The door bings as the two depart.

TUONG LU KIM: Goddamnit.

The five ignore the commotion, hunched over the black and white document, filled with incomprehensible lines and symbols.

KYLE: Try it this way.

Kyle turns it ten degrees.

STAN: No, that's not it... how about this.

Stan takes it, and tries turning it.

LEO: It smells like lemon!

ERIC: Christ. Give it to me.

He takes the document.

ERIC: Anyone have a dollar?

STAN: I don't carry cash.

Eric looks at Kyle.

A moment, then Kyle reaches into his pocket and pulls out a dollar.

ERIC: You think I'd keep your lousy dollar?

He takes the dollar and aligns it with the document, and begins folding.

ERIC (muttering to himself): Half flag fold, until the Eye of Providence meets the eagle of resistance... trifold the green... then... and - there.

He holds up the folded document, it's no longer black and white, but a highly detailed color map.

They all lean over it.

STAN: But... we were there.

KYLE: But that's an exact point - somewhere deeper in there.