Zoe had more to say, but Cordy quickly left with Lucas, leaving Zoe rubbing her eyes.
"How much did you drink, honestly?" Quinn groaned beside her.
"That's definitely John," Zoe insisted.
Cordy said he was not—they just looked alike.
"Likeness is not the point here." Zoe snorted. "Don't you get it? It's his presence—the way it hits you like a truck when he's just standing there. Hell, if I'm wrong, you can take my head and use it as a chair."
Quinn was left speechless. "… I wouldn't dare."
"So, is that a human or a ghost?" Zoe mused then, seemingly obsessed with the question.
Quinn was rolling her eyes, realizing right then that she could not properly communicate with Zoe tonight now that she was all caught up in that mumbo jumbo.
"Maybe he actually survived?!" Zoe suddenly exclaimed excitedly when she imagined that possibility.
"Keep it down!" an officer barked.
"Y-Yes, sir." Zoe was promptly cowed.
Even so, she had a hard time calming down at the thought that John might have survived… But if that really was the case, why on earth did he have plastic surgery?! His new face was hardly as handsome as his real face!
But even as those thoughts crossed her mind, Zoe suddenly saw a familiar person entering the precinct and wondered again if her eyes were playing tricks with her.
She probably jinxed herself too—why else would she be seeing Jay Parker standing there? What crime could he have committed this late at night?
"Quinn. Zoe." Jay greeted them as he limped on his crutch toward them.
"What a coincidence." Zoe smiled gingerly, wondering what strangeness brought them together at a place like this.
"Not really," Jay replied. "I came to post your bail."
While Zoe was left speechless, Jay added, "Cordy texted me."
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