In October 1989, 43 children were born under unusual circumstances. Reginald Hargreeves "adopted" seven of them, leaving 36 of these unique children to grow up outside of the Umbrella Academy.

When Hazel and Agnes used the suitcase to time jump, they ended up in the suburban Midwest. After his encounter with the Umbrella Academy, Hazel did some research. In this new time and place, he's quite sure that he and Agnes have met another of the miracle children.

"Hi guys! Usual drinks tonight?"

"What's your secret? How do you know exactly what I want?" Hazel asked when his glass was set down in front of him and his order was taken.

"Your suggestions do always hit the spot, Taryn," Agnes agreed.

The pair had often discussed how the waitress seemed to suggest just what they had in mind, even from their very first visit. That was the main reason they dined there so often and asked for Taryn as a server. Hazel was determined to figure out exactly how she did it. When they were at the restaurant the week prior, they had celebrated her October birthday which got him thinking.

"Lucky guess," Taryn said. She rarely told anyone about how she could hear people's thoughts.

"You're one of them, aren't you?" Hazel asked when Taryn returned with their dinners.

"One of who?"

"Those kids in this book," he said and set a book on the table.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." she said before hurrying back to the kitchen.

As Taryn periodically checked up on Hazel and Agnes, he would ask another question or two. Hoping to get her to admit something, he began talking about the umbrella group. The waitress looked at him with utter confusion. When it came time for dessert, Hazel decided to test her. He wanted Taryn to tell him what which one he was thinking of ordering.

"What's to stop you from saying yes to anything I say?" Taryn asked.

"Agnes knows what I've chosen," Hazel replied.

"So, she'll agree with you. Big deal."

"I wouldn't do that," Agnes chimed in earnestly.

"You'll share a piece of pecan pie with extra whipped cream and no coffees," the waitress said and watched Hazel nod in asset.

Taryn brought over the dessert. She also set down a steaming cup of coffee in front of Agnes and told them it was on her. The waitress didn't feel that Agnes should be made to miss out on something she wanted because of some game.

Hazel handed over cash for the bill along with the book before he and Agnes left the restaurant. He told Taryn to at least look it over.

Taryn took the book home with her. When she opened the front cover a piece of paper well out with Hazel's name and a phone number on it. She placed the paper on a nightstand and began scanning over the first few pages. Taryn had no idea who Vanya Hargreeves was or why Hazel would think she had any relation to her.

After grabbing a shower the next morning, Taryn angrily picked up the piece of paper and dialed the telephone. Hazel picked up after just one ring.

"Did my ex put you up to this – because it's not funny?" Taryn asked.

"Put me up to what?" Hazel said.

"This book you gave me. According to the year, it wasn't even published yet. You want me to think I'm crazy?"

"Taryn, you need to calm down."

"Calm down? You're trying to drive me crazy."

Hazel patiently talked Taryn into listening to him. When she told him it was her day off, they agreed to meet at the local doughnut shop. An hour later, Taryn was sitting in a booth facing Hazel and Agnes listening to their story of how they arrived in town. He answered all her questions and Agnes added bits here and there to bolster the tale. Finally, Hazel asked what she thought of the book. Taryn told him while she did sort of remember hearing about those kids, she wasn't related to them. Hazel repeated that he thought she was one of them.

"Because we have the same birthday? I'm sure there are thousands of people with that birthday," Taryn told him.

"Because you can do things. I know that and you know that. You read people's minds."

Taryn looked over at him distressed, "I'm not a mind reader."

Under Hazel's intense stare, she relented, "I...I hear people's thoughts. I've always been able to, it's no big deal."