A new vendor is moving into Cherry Blossom Florals--and changing it to the name 'Koneko no Sumi Ie'--and Eris and Michiko have decided a welcome wagon is just what is needed. Remy wanders by just in time to get in on the action.

( How you know? You get Rogue marry *you* yet? You my boy, you not leave house like that! )

Rescued from his kidnapping, Remy is home again; but that doesn't mean he's free from the long and somewhat painful thought processes that the incident in New Orleans provokes. Rogue drops by, and she only exacerbates things for a few moments before she makes them better.

( But it still...dunno. You'd t'ink I'd hear de woman died once an' go t'rough dis an' be over it. )

After quite a lot of time wasted searching through safehouses and deadends, Rogue and Kyrie finally find where Remy has been stashed. They are not exactly subtle about freeing him, but they have never been subtle women.

( Ain't...ain't been a good day. )

While Rogue and Kyrie thunder down to save their Cajun from the other ones, Belladonna decides to take Remy's stubborn nature into her own hands--with the help of some hallucinogenics.

( You're here now, Remy. An' dis time you're stayin'. )

Peace, even seemingly bought, can never last long. From New Orleans comes a force wanting back what is hers, and she leaves a splodygirl and an angry Mississippi mudflower to discover the evidence of her passage.

( That crazy-ass Cajun *gutter rat!* )

While rummaging through his thiefly toolbox, Remy has a sudden epiphany; the type he can only share with Rogue over pecan pie and a James Bond Flick.

( Remy, darlin', it ain't that Ah don't trust you... but what *are* you doin'? )

After the encounter with a certain crazed blonde at the dance club, Remy tries to make sense of his topsy-turvy life once more, through contemplation and conversation with Rogue.

( I coul' help you. Wit'out havin' to touch your skin. If you wan'. An' mebbe if you get over bein' 'fraid of havin' somebody close, mebbe de rest'll fall into place. )

Remy and Rogue find out the hard way why you can never go home any more--particularly when you aren't in the right dimension.

( My wife's *dead*, Rogue. )

Landing in New Orleans, Remy and Rogue have a brief joshing conversation on the way to their hotel. Rogue decides that she may actually be impressed.

( You know Ah hate it when you start talkin' like this. Bein' all sneaky. )

After tromping around in the tunnels behind the subway tracks, Remy and Rogue emerge into a late afternoon having worked up a decent appetite. Time away from the scene of his shame allows Remy go return to his true self, and the pair enjoy a nice, cheap dinner at a nice, cheap deli.

( Aw, but de cobwebs in your hair'd go so nice wit' de stuffy atmosphere. )