Moira: We need to get ahead of this, Stevie. We must, we must craft the perfect spin that both proclaims I'm not dead, and explains why I've been found here.
Stevie: Um, okay.
Moira: We'll tell them you brainwashed me.
Stevie: Could you tell then someone else brainwashed you?
Moira: A cult. A cult. Our family joined a cult. There was a charismatic leader, 40 something, very sexual, had very long hair, longer than you'd expect, but it worked.
Stevie: How 'bout this idea? Um, what about telling the truth?
Moira: Truth serum. Oh, Stevie, yes, those stories are always successful.