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"How dare he?" Fran stops wiping the dish and looks at Guppy. "What business is it of Hannibal's to start comparing his patients to Fry?"

"Well I suppose Javert did know of Fry's diagnosis beforehand, so it isn't technically a breach of confidentiality." Guppy says.

"Yes, but you don't feel comfortable about it either, I can tell." Fran says. "From what you've told me, Javert is about as similar to Fry as two people in a wheelchair are similar because they can't walk. And even if they were similar it's absolutely inappropriate. I mean they're hardly going to be able to provide each other with moral support."

"I just don't know how to approach this." Guppy admits.

"Well let's start off with the simple stuff." Fran says. "Do you think Javert has Aspergers?"

"Not really." Guppy admits. "More likely he might be an ass. He seems entirely conscious of the effect he has on people, he just doesn't care."

"Well in that case, let everyone else deal with Javert." Fran says. "You need to tackle Hannibal about Fry."

"I really think he went about this the wrong way." Guppy says. "But, he seems to genuinely care for Fry."

"Dad?"

Guppy jumps and looks around, with a feeling of guilt, wondering how much Fry hurt.

"Yes Fry?"

"Please can I have a box? Me and Archie want to make a worm farm."

"Oh, sure." Guppy digs out a tuppaware and hands it over. "Remember they need to get enough water and be able to breathe."

"Thanks." Fry takes the box and goes back outside.

"Do you think he heard that?" Guppy asks Fran.

"I don't know." Fran bites her lip slightly. "He didn't ask any questions... where are he and Archie getting worms from?"

They go outside and peer over the gap in the fence that Fry uses to go and play with the boy next door.

"... Mrs Beauchamp's prize lawn..."