Andy stood outside Halliwell Manor, trying to find the courage to ring its bell. Eventually, it swing wide open and Prue was walking towards him. "Not now, Andy. I'm late for work and Rex is going to fire me if I lose this account."
"I'll walk you out, then."
"Look, Andy-"
"It's only a few feet, Prue."
Prue sighed. Fine."
"How'd it go?"
"Hmm? Oh, Peyton. She has your eyes, and your chin."
Andy clenched his fist. "And the parents?"
"They love her very much. And she loves them."
"I see..."
They had reached the curb and Andy turned away. "She asked about you."
He whipped around, a small smile forming. "And?"
"She wants to meet you."
"I can't, Prue. I just can't."