In Port-au-Prince traffic. Where most of life is lived.
In a laboratory waiting for results to be typed.
Flashback to the late 60's.
(which we know nothing about)
Two cute and 'helpful' little ambulance co-pilots helping with
a non-emergency transport. The part where Lydia screamed
her head off in anger at Phoebe wasn't that helpful (or cute).
Vitana observed and said, "The last (child) is always the naughtiest."