When Michael did come home the next morning, all he could talk about was the girl he met. You'd think he'd totally forgotten their mission and would elope with the gal, but Terrance recognized the distant look in his eyes sometimes. The look that said, 'my two lives are as separate as North and South Korea. Sometimes Terrance envied that ability of his because he couldn't separate his lives as well. Either he had no alter life or the two would bleed together. As much as he avoided socializing though, his house was abuzz with energy until Monday morning when Johnathan woke him with a knock to the door five minutes before his natural body alarm would wake him.

"First day of work today."

"Yeah." Terrance said back in response. And that was the end of conversation. He got dressed in a white button down shirt, put on his glasses and smiled like an American before he headed out to the New York Public Library where he would spend the rest of his life in this country working.