While Cash and Ira may be good at chilling quietly in the tent as the three of them begin to settle in for the night, Heathcliff...isn't. Especially when his tarot cards are being TOTALLY vague. With a big sigh, he flops back into his pillow and looks at the other two boys for a long moment. When they don't say anything, he clears his throat. When they still don't say anything he lets his mind wander back to the topic he'd been trying to do his reading on and to Ari's readings the day before. And to Phi's advice. And to...

Finally, he can't stand the quiet anymore and he blurts out. "Hey. Can I ask you guys something?"