Mr. Harry Potter sits in a white oak chair in a dimly lit room.

Potter: "They all stole it from me."

Voice of Reason: "I don't understand."

Potter: "All of my ideas. They took all of my ideas."

Voice of Reason: "Give me an example."

Potter: "I...I, well...there isn't just one example. It's so blatent. I..I...it isn't fair."

Voice of Reason: "Let's discuss your relationship with your father."

Potter: "No."

A telephone rings. The Voice of Reason answers.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Egon Spengler. We, the ghostbusters, have made a decision. We will be making a brief appearance tonight

at the Tin Chin (Korean restaurant) to discuss the situation."

"Splendid. Potter and I will see you there."

Harry sits staring blankly into the distance.

Potter: "Everything I've worked for. None of it matters now. It's all in pieces, all over the place."

Voice of Reason: "You need to give specifics."

Potter: "They...they pick out pieces."

Voice of Reason: "What pieces?"

Potter: "Everything...it's just...well.."

Voice of Reason: "You know the ghostbusters are coming to the Tin Chin."

Potter: "It doesn't matter."

Voice of Reason: "It will help alot of people, yourself included."

Potter: "No one can help me."

Voice of Reason: "You're being selfish. Think about Pac Man."

Potter: "I created Pac Man."

To be continued...