"If I may ask," Riley inquires, "what was her name?"

"Her name?" Gene collects himself, "her name was..."

Gene breaks down into tears ago. Phoenix tries to comfort the king, holding his and reassuring him, "it's OK. You can do this. I'm here for you."

"Her name," Gene explains, "we hadn't decided. Sour said they had one, but never told me it."

Phoenix suddenly exclaims, "I KNOW IT! I KNOW HER NAME!"

I'm just gonna sit this one out. Just thought I'd remind you I'm here.

What is it?

"I have their memories," Phoenix explains "her name... it was... Riley."

"What? Gene gets up, "is it true?"

It makes sense, I mean, there is a way to test...

"Riley," Gene takes out a small knife, "hold out your finger."

"What are you doing?" Riley demands.

"I'm just gonna prick your finger," Gene smiles, "don't worry."

"Let me," Riley insists.

"Of course," Gene smiles, handing Riley a knife. Riley pricks her index finger, drawing black blood.

"By the pen it's you!" Gene lifts Riley into his arms, hugging her, "you bleed ink! You're really my daughter! You're a writer!"

Can we talk now Riley?

"If you need anything at all," Gene explains, "just ask."

"I do need one thing," Riley replies, "I need you to be happy."

"I think I understand," Gene lets Riley go, "Phoenix... do you wanna grab dinner?"

"Is that even a question?" Phoenix chuckles, "let's go!"

Phoenix grabs Gene's hand eagerly and runs off, at first Gene seems caught off guard, before smiling and speeding up, the two eventually trying to keep the lead without going so fast the other trips in a playful fashion.

OK, that leaves me and Manny. Do whichever, you have time for both...