[Scene: The Midori house. Zoi teleports home and his hair stands up a bit when he sees how cluttered the living room is, mostly with pizza boxes and empty beer cans.]
Chief Midori: [looking away from the TV] Welcome home, son. Are you planning on staying a while?
[Zoi opens a pizza box at random and it has bits of moldy pizza crust in it. He hold his nose and closes it in disgust]
Zoi: It looks like I'd better. How can you stand to live like this?
[He levitates the pizza boxes, which burst into flames, then floats the cans into the recycling bin.]
Zoi: Now let me see about getting you some real food...[heads for the kitchen] Honestly, Dad. How did you manage to survive for so many years before I moved back in here?
Chief Midori: It wasn't easy. How was school?
Zoi: Fine. Have you heard anything about Mamoru Chiba lately?
Chief Midori: No, why?
Zoi: I promised Usagi I'd call Mamoru as soon as I got home. How is work?
Chief Midori: The usual. More disappearances. No solid leads. What's for dinner?
Zoi: Let me have a look.
[Opens the refrigerator and examines the limp produce, which is languishing inside, untouched for over a week. He starts piling it on the counter.]
Zoi: Stew it is, then.
[He put on an apron and gets out the cutting board, a saucepan, and the crockpot.]
[As the onions are browning he dials Susan Chiba]
Aunt Sue: [dreary] Hello?
Zoi: Aunt Sue, It's me, Zoi.
Aunt Sue: [a bit cheerier] Oh. Well hello there, Zoi.
Zoi: Is Mamoru in?
Aunt Sue: He's in bed. He's very sick right now.
Zoi: Oh. I'm just calling to see how he's doing. He was extremely sick the last time I saw him. I was worried.
Aunt Sue: [weary] He was-he is to sick to call. He's still not feeling well.
[Zoi is concerned at how exhausted she sounds]
Zoi: Let me know if you need anything. I could come by.
Aunt Sue: No, we're fine. Stay at your place.
Zoi: Tell him to call back his girlfriend Usagi before she sends over a search party.
Aunt Sue: Ok. I will.
Zoi: Bye.
Aunt Sue: Bye.
[Zoi hangs up and puts the phone on the counter, relieved to be off the hook in more ways than one.]
[As he picks up the knife to slice vegetables, his phone rings. He looks and it's Mamoru.]
[Zoi's a bit taken aback to have his call returned, and so quickly]
Zoi: Mamoru?
Mamoru: [creaky and hoarse] Hello.
Zoi: Oh, Mamoru. You sound horrible.
Mamoru: [wretched] I feel horrible...I'm sorry about how last Friday turned out.
Zoi: I'm sorry, too. Had I known you were sick, I definitely would have cancelled.
Mamoru: Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault...I'm glad I went. Even though Motoki told me I just acted like a big jerk the whole time...
Zoi: Don't worry about it. You were delirious with fever.
Mamoru: I... don't remember a thing...
[Thank goodness for that, Zoi thinks]
Mamoru: I'm having trouble remembering things... I keep blacking out...I have huge holes in my memory...all I know is I need to make sure you stay off your bike until I get better.
Zoi: [giggles] You'll get better soon. I woke up this morning and I was fine.
Mamoru: [dull voiced] ...you were sick?
Zoi: Yes, I got it too, but I'm fine now.
Mamoru: [dead voiced] That's good.
Zoi: So you'll probably be better in a few hours.
Mamoru: I don't think I have the same thing you did.
Zoi: I'm pretty sure it is the exact same thing. But it's affected us differently. What are your symptoms?
Mamoru: Everything... Every part of me hurts.
Zoi: You need to call Usagi... she wanted me to check up on you.
Mamoru: I...I don't want her to see me like this.
Zoi: You should call her anyway. She's worried sick about you.
Mamoru:I can't do that...If she finds out how sick I am...she'll insist on coming here...I don't want her to catch this.
Zoi: Mamoru, you need to talk to her! She's starting to assume the worst! She thinks you want to break up with her! All these things you are telling me, you really should be telling her...Is there anything can I have her bring you?
Mamoru: Nothing. She can't come here. You can't come here either.
Zoi: I've already been exposed to whatever you have.
[Zoi hears a door opening over the phone.]
Mamoru: I'll call you when I can... I'll let you know when I'm better...so we can resume your bike lessons.
Zoi: Mamoru-
Mamoru: I've got to go.
Zoi: Please call Usagi. As soon as you can. And call me when you feel better.
Mamoru: Right.
Zoi: I'll see you soon.
Mamoru: Wait for me, Zoi.
Zoi: [rattled] Huh?
Mamoru: Wait for me to call you...before you get on your bike again.
Zoi: [giggles] Okay, bye Mamoru.
[Zoi hangs up. Greatly relieved all is well.]
[Mamoru hangs up. He looks as Minako, standing in his doorway, with her arms crossed.]
Minako: You called Zoi Midori, didn't you?
MMamoru: He...called to check up on me... so I called him back.
Miinako: [annoyed] What did I tell you about Zoi Midori?
Mamoru: I...[tearing up]...I don't remember.
Minako: Zoi Midori is dead. He died last spring. Remember?
Mamoru: [wide-eyed] What? But...I just talked to him.
Minako: [rolls her eyes] Oh, lord, I see I have to explain this to you yet again. That thing you just spoke to was not Zoi. It was a Shitennou that Kunzite O'Sama made to look like him after the real Zoi was murdered by the Blackmoons.
Mamoru: He...was?
Minako: That's right... He is not your friend. He may act like your friend, but he's trying to trick you. He's a Shitennou. The exact same type of monster that murdered us. You're never to speak to him again.
[She picks up Mamoru's phone and deletes Zoi from his contacts]
Mamoru: [earnest] We should kill him.
[Minako gives him a startled look]
Mamoru: We need to kill him... Before he kills us again.
[Mamoru looks scared so Minako gathers him into her arms and rocks him like a small child]
Minako: Now, now. We're not murderers, you know. We can't kill him. Not until he gives us a reason.