 Poor Barney won't be needing them anymore. Well, he had quite an array here. Medicine, pills. Yeah. Virus of some kind. Hit him like a ton of bricks a month or so ago. Oh? Did he go to the hospital? No. Not Barney. He wouldn't hear of it. Well, who took care of him? Oh, Frank Jessop, myself. Between the two of us, we did the cooking and saw to it he got his medicine and all. Wait a minute. I thought you said you'd never been in Barney's apartment. Yeah, that's right. First time was when I... I found the body.