TEXT: Dylan: Okay, so we've ruled out bank account... Mikayla: Credit cards... Dylan: IP address, and longitude and latitude because Wes said... Mikayla: Maps are dumb. What else has fourteen digits? Dylan: Maybe we can't crack this. Mikayla: We can! We just need to clear our heads and think. Dylan: Maybe my dad just randomly scribbled them on the paper. Maybe they mean nothing. Maybe... Mikayla: You shouldn't be such a Sally-giver-upper! Come on, think! Ungh! Oh-oh-oh! Ooh! I saw this on "Scandal"! Write down a bunch of the numbers in different sequences and we can see if we can recognize anything. Dylan: That's gonna take forever. Wait. W-w-wait! These numbers here, aren't they... Mikayla: Open Heart's main line phone number! But what about the last four numbers? An extension? Your mom's? Dylan: No. (Dialing beeps) (Phone rings) Dylan: Thanks, Mikayla. Mikayla: For what? Dylan: Not letting me give up. Recorded voice: (Quiet) Welcome to open heart memorial. (Over speakerphone) If you know the extension of the party you wish to reach, please enter it now. (Dialing beeps) I'm sorry, that extension is no longer in service. Dylan: It's out of date. Would records keep an old list of phone numbers around? Mikayla: I know who to ask. And you're not going to like it. Jared has a part-time job digitizing old files. Yet another way he can lord power over everything. Jared hates my guts. He's not gonna help us with the phone extension. Mikayla: Let me do the talking. Mikayla: (Exhales sharply, preparing) Jared: Good morning. Mikayla: Hey, Jared, um... you wouldn't be able to look up an old phone extension in this little computer machine, would you? I can probably find what part of the hospital
SUMMARY:
An origami note hidden in Richard's watch is investigated by Dylan and Wes. Meanwhile, London cares for a patient who snoops into her father's vanishing, and Dr. K plays favorites.