Figure out what to do with Pat.

"Look, will you please unbind me?" Madison asked. "You got what you wanted."

"Not quite yet," Ross said. "We still need to figure out what to do with Pat."

The nude woman smiled and sat on the couch when it became clear that no one was going to ask for a drink. Andrew emitted a snore and Pat tucked his flaccid penis back into this pants and zipped them up.

"What does that have to do with me?" Madison asked. "I don't care what you do with her. As far as I'm concerned, you can destroy her."

"I vote we keep brainstorming," Pat said mildly. "You could just... all go away and leave me alone?"

"Your weird script is too interesting for that," Madison said. "I can tell you right now that they're gonna hang on to it. And yes, we know, you're not a golem, that's the point. If you're going to take her script out anyway, why would I care what you do with the pile of dirt it's in? And don't say it's because it looks like the old me. Its ass is even more ridiculous than mine. Speaking of which, what script do you normally have in here? Some kind of sex ****?"

"What?" Ross said suddenly. "No! It's, uh, a friend. That's not important."

Madison looked at her own cleavage and gave it an appreciative shake. "Sure, just a friend. Anyway, I don't care what happens to Cecil's little sex doll. I'm just glad to know he's gone."

"Told you she was a bitch," Pat said to Ross. "This is why Cecil never binds her. But seriously, as much as I like you guys I'm not gonna let you kill me."

Ross sighed and approached Madison. He put two fingers on her forehead and she nodded gratefully before collapsing back into the chair. Moments later she was up again and grinning.

"So? How was it?" she asked eagerly.

"She's pretty bitter," Ross said. "Who knows how accurate that is. Chambers had a very distorted view of the people around him."

Pat cleared her throat. "Hey, that's my-"

"Quiet," Ross said, and she obeyed. Turning back to Madison, he gave her the details of their brief interaction. When he was done, she had an immediate answer to the Pat question.

"I say we take her," she said. "Study her script, and when we're done we try to liberate her. You know, break down some of those walls in her head."

"Then what?" Ross asked. "Then we have a self-aware golem of a real woman whose ex-husband we killed. What then?"

Madison shrugged. "I need to mull it over. Logically, we should unbind her, take her ring and toss her dirt in the river but I'm not logical anymore. Let's take her for now and give me some time to think."

Ross agreed and turned to Pat, who seemed very anxious to speak. He gave her the ability again and a flurry of questions issued forth.

"What are you guys talking about? Where are you taking me? What's-"

She fell silent as Ross put his hands to her forehead, then collapsed backwards. "Let's hope Chambers had some utility scripts lying around. I think someone might need to carry Andrew to the car."

"I'm a golem too," Madison said. "I could do it."

Ross grinned. "Yeah, but of the two of you I'd rather risk her getting barfed on."