One more successful week had gone by for the orphanarium crew. And this meant going to a pizza restaurant to get pizza for the whole orphanarium. If they didn't like plain cheese, too bad.

This week, Leela, Bender, and Amy were sent to pick up the pizzas. They usually went to this locally run place, which meant that there were low prices and pretty damn good pizzas.

As they entered the restaurant, they were immediately assaulted with the smell of authentic cheese, tomatoes, and various toppings.

"Ahh," Leela sighed, "This is one of the only places in New New York that smells genuine."

"I know," Bender responds, "I hate it too."

"I hope that the chef from last time isn't still here," Amy wished, "I caught 'em staring at my rack the whole time I was here."

"She did seem a bit pervy, didn't she," Leela asked.

That's when Leela noticed that one waiter looked a tad too familiar.

"Fry," Leela called out.

The waiter turned and it was indeed Fry. But, he recognized the gang too and quickly turned back around.

"Is that ol' meatbag," Bender asked, "Man, it's been too long."

"What's he doing here dressed like a waiter," Amy asked.

"I don't know," Leela stated, "But I'm going to go find out."

Leela marched over to Fry and tapped his shoulder.

"Fry," Leela blurted out.

"Lo siento, una dama de ojos," Fry stammered, "Pero no conozco esta Fry de la que hablas."

"How did you learn to speak Spanish," Leela asked.

"I memorized it in case you found me," Fry admitted, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."

Fry then tried to get dirty plates from tables, but Leela continued to follow him.

"But why are you working here," Leela asked, "You shouldn't have to do this if you still have all your money. And I thought you were a delivery boy."

"That's all gone," Fry confessed, "And I have to work my way up to delivery boy."

"You wasted all your money," Leela scolded, "I can't believe you. I thought you were going to be responsible for once."

"Leela," Fry groaned.

"Just what exactly did you spend that money on," Leela asked.

"I used that money to donate to your orphanarium," Fry admitted.

"What," Leela asked.

"I was the Anon E Mous who donated all that money to help you finalize the purchase," Fry continued, "I saw you on Good Morning, Hollywood, and I knew I had to do something."

"That was you," Leela realized, "Fry, if this was all one elaborate plan to try and win me over, I'm simultaneously impressed and disappointed."

"That's not what this is about," Fry objected, "I did it because I knew that owning an orphanarium is important to you. I did it because I care about you. I did it because, even if you don't really consider me a friend, I still think of you as a friend. But, I didn't do it because I thought it'd get you to fall in love with me. And that's why I used a fake name, so you wouldn't refuse the money, thinking it was just a scheme to win your heart."

"Fry," Leela countered, "I-I think of you as a friend."

"Then why did you invite everybody to work at your orphanarium except me," Fry asked.

Leela thought she knew the answer, but was too stunned to speak. And, in her silence, she realized that the answer she thought she had wasn't a very good answer in retrospect.

"That's what I thought," Fry grumbled, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work. Nice seeing you."

And Fry went back to his menial job, angrier with Leela than he'd ever been before.

As Leela walked back to Amy, she looked stunned. Not completely stunned, but stunned enough for Amy to notice.

"What happened," Amy asked.

"I think I made a mistake," Leela stated.

"What are you talking about," Amy asked.

"We should get the pizza and go," Leela changed the subject, "I have some thinking to do. Where's Bender?"

Meanwhile, across the restaurant, Bender had decided to sit at a table and yell at a waiter.

"When I say that I've been sitting here for over half an hour and nobody's taken my order," Bender complained, "I am not mistaken!"

"I'm sorry sir," Fry apologized, "The customer is always right, after all."

"You're damn right, meatbag," Bender stated, "Now provide a service for me."

"Of course," Fry stated, "What would you like, sir?"

"I want the food of kings," Bender stated, "But since you don't seem to have that, I would like your manager."

"Yes sir," Fry responded as he walked from the table.

Later that night, the pizza restaurant recieved an order for a delivery. In fact, they recieved a lot of orders for deliveries. Since all of the delivery boys were out and there was one more delivery to be delivered, Fry was temporarily promoted to delivery boy for one night.

And, to Fry's surprise, he was delivering food to Leela's orphanarium. Fry dreaded having to see Leela again, after their argument in the restaurant, but he knew he had to do his job. So, he went up to the door and knocked.

"Hello," Fry called out, "I have a delivery for an Al Coholic."

That's when Fry realized he had been prank called once again.

"Dammit, Bender," Fry grumbled, dropping the pizza and walking away.

"Fry, wait," Leela yelled, having opened the door.

"Leela," Fry asked, turning around, "What do you want?"

"You were right," Leela yelled, "I thought I knew why I didn't bring you to the orphanarium, but I didn't. I should have brought you on. If there's anybody who knows the importance of working together with people you care about, it's you. And I need help working together right now."

"Wait," Fry gasped, walking up to the front doorway, "Are you saying..."

"Fry," Leela stated, "I want you on this orphanarium team."

"So you need me," Fry grinned, "This is good. I'll do it, but you've gotta say you were wrong."

"Fine," Leela groaned, "I was wrong."

"Yeah, you were," Fry cheered, "And I am eating it up."

"Glad to hear," Leela stated, shaking Fry's hand, "Welcome aboard. I'll get Hermes to draw up a contract in the morning."

"You know," Fry flirted, "It feels nice when you hold my hand like this."

"Well, that's enough of that," Leela blurted out, letting go of Fry's hand, "Here, let me show you around."

So, Leela let Fry inside the orphanarium and began to show him around the place.

"So," Fry asked, "Is there anybody else from Planet Express you didn't bring back?"

"Not anymore," Leela answered.

Suddenly, a large explosion went off from underneath the orphanarium. Then, Farnsworth emerged from the basement into the room, where Fry and Leela were standing and Dolan was texting, leaning against a wall.

"Bad news, everyone," Farnsworth announced.

"You invented a cure for aging that didn't work, and you became thirty years older," Dolan asked.

"Well," Farnsworth stuttered, "No..."

"I'm starting to lose interest in your story," Dolan grumbled.

"What happened, Professor," Leela asked.

"I tried inventing a machine that could make clothes faster than six Martian children," Farnsworth explained, "Then, it blew up and took away four of my brain cells."

"That's gotta push you into the negative numbers," Dolan mumbled.

"Just like old times," Fry thought out loud.

"Yeah," Leela responded, "I forgot how many headaches the old times gave me."