Gunther nodded sagely. [b]"It's all gone to hell, man. Well, I think Leo and the rest of us have things to do. We need to prepare for Yom Kippur. We'll just have to see you later, old man!"[/b] Gunther turned back and headed over to Fargus and Peaches. Leo glared at him for a second, then turned to Fargus.
[color=skyblue]"Fargus, we're going to head down to my office right away. We've got to figure out what's wrong with your ribs."[/color]
Fargus gave Leo a brisk thumbs-up, and walked off with Peaches and Gunther in tow. "We're going to wait in the car, Leo. Finish up quick, and we'll get going, okay?"

Leo nodded, and followed Fargus. Before he got a few steps away, he snapped his fingers and turned to Herschel.
[color=skyblue]"Remember, Mr. Orenstein: our appointment is in three hours. Can you get home by yourself, or would you like some help? I'm headed down to the clinic, and I can probably take you home on the way."[/color]