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Chapter 3: Sue meets Abby Yates

(Meanwhile…)

The screen faded to a street during the day. A very dirty Ecto-1 drove through the made noises hinting at its disrepair. It passed Columbus Avenue and West 89th Street. It later passed by the St. Moritz Hotel at 50 Central Park South then 2 Columbus Circle, turned onto Broadway and then ended up back on Columbus Avenue, turning onto West 88th Street. Ecto-1 pulled up at 420 East 78th Street and parked in front of brownstone buildings.

Before, stood 2 women, Holtz Holtzmann & Patty Tolan got out. Patty got out of the front passenger seat and walked to the rear. Holtz stepped out of the driver's side with a cigar in his mouth. Holtz and Patty, now fully suited up as Ghostbusters, walked through a home with the mother. They passed by an elderly woman leaning on a dining table.

"How many of them are there?" Holtz asked in concern.

"Fourteen. They're in here. I hope you can handle it. It's been like a nightmare." The woman replied.

"How big are they?" Patty asked in concern.

"Four feet." Holtz replied.

Holtz and Patty exchanged looks. There was a birthday party going on. Children ran around in a frenzy and made a lot of noise.

"Hey, kids, listen up! Listen up! Look who's here!" The woman replied.

"Hey!" Patty replied, as she had a little boombox in hand.

"Boo!" Children replied.

"How you doing, kids?" Holtz asked in concern.

"I thought it was gonna be She-Ra." The girl replied.

"Yeah." Children replied.

"Hey, hey, I know. Why don't we all sit down and we'll have fun." Patty replied.

"Yeah!" Holtz replied.

A girl, by the name of Katty, an older girl, walked up to Holtz.

"You know, my dad says you guys are full of crap." Katty replied.

"Katty." The woman replied, a second mother told her to hush.

"Well, some people have trouble believing in the paranormal." Holtz replied.

"No, he just says you're full of crap and that's why you went out of business." Katty replied.

The second mother grinned.

"Song." Holtz replied, as she held back and cued to Patty.

Patty pressed play and the "Ghostbusters" song played.

"Come on, everybody!" The mother replied, as she cued everyone.

The Brownstone mothers and the children started to clap in rhythm. Holtz and Patty danced and sang along with the tape and they ended.

"There's something strange In the neighborhood. Who you gonna call?" Holtz and Patty song.

They paused for the children to answer.

"She-Ra! She-Ra! She-Ra! She-Ra!" Children exclaimed.

Then got up and the chaos resumed.

"And it don't look good" Holtz and Patty lost their buzz and bleakly sang.

"Let's go get a beer, all right?" Holtz asked in concern.

"Yeah." Patty nodded yes.

(Some time later…)

Holtz and Patty exited the Brownstone. A Christmas wreath hung on the front door.

"Thank you. Call anytime." Patty replied.

"Bye." Holtz replied, as she was wearing a birthday hat.

Holtz thanked the mother and told her to call any time.

"Look, that's it. I've had it, Holtzy. No more parties." Patty replied.

"Here's your share." Holtz replied, her share of the money to Patty.

"Look, I'm tired of taking abuse from overprivileged 9-year-olds." Patty replied, as she opened the rear of Ecto-1.

"I know, Patty, but we can't quit now. The summers are coming up." Holtz replied.

Patty pulled out the gurney for the Proton Packs.

"It's our best season." Holtz replied.

"Holtzy." Patty replied, as she took the party hat off Holtz's head. "Man, face it. Ghostbusters doesn't exist. A year from now, those kids won't even remember who we are."

"Ungrateful little yuppie larvae. After all we did for this city." Holtz replied.

Patty helped Holtz take off his Proton Pack.

"Yeah, we conjured up a 100-foot marshmallow man," Patty replied, Holtz helped Patty take off his Proton Pack. "blew the top three floors off an uptown high-rise, ended up getting sued by every state, county and city agency in New York."

"Yeah, but what a ride." Holtz replied, as she looked back at it fondly.

(Later, at Columbia University...)

Sue walked through Columbia University campus, near the Low Library, to the Institute for Advanced Theoretical Research. It stood where Weaver Hall once was five years ago. She looked at a crumpled piece of paper then stepped into the building after two older men exited. In a laboratory, Sue told the woman.

"-right out into the middle of traffic and I started really running after it." The woman replied.

"And then it just suddenly stopped, right in the middle of the street." Sue replied.

The doctor woman: Abby Yates, leaned over and wrote something then stood up straight and turned around while Sue told her story.

"Mm-hm. And did anyone else see this happen?" Abby asked in concern, as she grabbed a thin printout.

"Well, sure, hundreds of people." Sue replied, as Abby turned her head to her. "Dr. Yates, I didn't imagine this."

"I'm not saying you did. It's just in science, we always look for the simplest explanation." Abby replied.

"We're ready, Dr. Yates." One of Abby's assistants replied.

"Good." Abby replied, as she walked over to a large glass window and a camcorder was set up to record and she was pleased. "We'll start with the negative calibration."

"What are you working on, Dr. Yates?" Sue asked in concern.

"Trying to determine whether human emotions actually affect the physical environment. It's a theory Jillian and I had when we were still Ghostbusters." Abby replied.

There was a frustrated couple inside a waiting room. Sue and Abby observed them through a two way mirror. The husband was yelling inaudibly.

"Can they see us?" Sue asked in concern.

"No. They think they're here for marriage counseling. We kept them waiting for two and a half hours. I've been gradually increasing the temperature in the room. It's up to 95 degrees at the moment. Now my assistant has asked them if they'd mind waiting another half-hour." Abby replied.

The husband became angrier. He threw down his coat jacket and pounded against the wall. The assistant left the room.

"Oh, good. Very good. Very, very nice." Abby replied, her readings and was very pleased.

He found it excellent then turned to his other assistant.

"So, Dr. Yates, what do you think?" Sue asked in concern.

"Excellent. Just excellent. Do the happiness index next." Abby replied,

"We mean about the carriage." Sue replied.

"Well, I'd like to bring Jillian in on this, if you don't mind." Abby replied, as she wrote down some notes then went to observe another room and looked into a camcorder eyepiece.

A little girl inside played with stuffed animals.

"Sure. Whatever you think. But not Erin." Sue replied.

"Oh, no." Abby replied, as she quickly assured her he would not.

"Do you ever see her?" Sue asked in concern.

"Occasionally." Abby replied, as she flipped some switches on a machine bank.

"How is she these days?" Sue asked in concern.

"Erin? Well, she was borderline for a while. Then he crossed the border." Abby replied.

"Does she ever mention me?" Sue asked in concern.

"No." Abby replied, as she turned to Sue.

Abby ran his Monitor 4 Radiation Detector over her while her back was turned to her.

"Oh. Well, we... We didn't part on very good terms." Sue replied, as she turned around and walked away. "And then we sort of lost track of each other after Tommy Ross and I got married."

Abby's assistant walked up to them.

"We're ready for the affection test." Abby's assistant replied.

"Good, send in the puppy, please." Abby replied, as she turned to her.

An adorable puppy was handed to a little girl in the observation room.

"I thought of getting in touch with Tommy after my marriage ended, but… Oh." Sue replied.

Sue and Abby kneel then she noticed the girl and the puppy.

"Isn't that sweet?" Sue asked in concern, with a smile.

They squatted low and watched the girl with the puppy.

"I appreciate your doing this." Sue replied, as she turns to Abby.

"Try not to worry." Abby replied.

Sue nodded. They stood up and walked.

"Here's my phone number. You'll call me?" Sue asked in concern.

"Yes." Abby replied.

"I'd rather you didn't mention any of this to Erin, if you don't mind." Sue replied, as she handed him a piece of paper with her phone number.

"No, I won't. I won't." Abby replied.

"Thanks." Sue replied, as she handspeak Abby.

After Sue left, Abby turned to her assistant and told her.

"Let's see what happens when we take away the puppy." Abby replied.

To Be Continued…