"You know what we should do while we're here?" Phil asked as he, Grissom and the newly named Greg Blondhead exited the terminal at Melbourne's Tullamarine Airport.
"What?" 'Greg' asked.
"We should-"
"No," Grissom span around, facing his two companions. "If he doesn't want to be found, he doesn't want to be found."
A beep emanated from the large bag that Brute Force had slung over his shoulder.
"And Robo Squirrel agrees with me," Grissom added.
"What are you- oooh. You're talking about Danny," Brute Force said.
"Yeah," Phil answered, as the three headed for the shuttle bus which would take them to their hotel.
"How do you know he's even in Melbourne?" Grissom asked.
"It's just a guess. Melbourne's his home," Phil explained.
"It will be his home in eighty years time, you mean. How can we be sure-" Grissom stopped in his tracks instead of finishing his sentence. "You've been looking for him, haven't you?" Grissom then said as he kept walking.
"Maybe," Phil replied, turning his gaze towards the bus and avoiding eye contact with Grissom.
"You've been looking for him with your spooky brain!" Grissom said accusingly, waving his fingers at Phil's head. "And you've narrowed him down to here in Melbourne even though you know he left for a reason."
"He left because he thinks he betrayed us," Phil said, as they reached the kerb and stepped through the open doors of the waiting bus. Brute Force threw their baggage into the compartment on the side of the bus, then followed the other two inside.
"I don't think he did. I mean, he was being brain controlled," Brute Force said.
"Yeah. It could have happened to anyone. He shouldn't feel like he betrayed us," Phil said, taking a seat. 'Greg' sat next to him and Grissom sat behind them.
"Unless," Phil said, turning in his seat to face Grissom. "Unless you think he actually did..."
