Every choice leaves a mark. The clock tower at City Hall will not stop resetting itself to 11:45 and Eugene and Matthew trace the answer back twenty years. Wooton is handed a microphone with nothing prepared and half an hour to fill. A pinata full of chocolate disappears from Whit's End with only a handful of suspects in the room and a Thanksgiving blizzard strands everyone at the shop long enough to invent the tale of the Scrunch.