Syd's all, weapons? Vehicles? Evil clones bent on destruction? Ha ha ha, oh ho ho. That last one was just a funny on my part! Hee. Sorry, Kendall. Go ahead. Kendall's all, we don't know what the hell it is, but that clone thing is just TOO farfetched, Syd. Nice try, though. Agent D'Overbite was supposed to find out just what in the hell Helix is, but her ass got blown to smithereens before she got to the bottom of it. Oh, and also? Her partner might be dead as a doornail too. He also might be in Cayo Concha, off the coast of the Dominican Republic. Now, lest my partner Spy Daddy here and I bore you to death with the extensive details of just how we found this out, or why, or who gives a shit, Syd and Mr. Syd? Get the hell outta here and bring me some Happy Helix H-intel! Syd's all, fine, whatever, who is this partner schmuck anyway? Kendall's all, oh, it's Ethan Hawke. You can thank me later.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, here's the part where you're supposed to go, "Dun dun DUN!"

Hee. Tee hee hee. I'm sorry. It's just, I've already seen this scene, like, five times, and I know what's coming, and tee hee. Shoot me.

Ovary Electric Central. The doorbell trills, and Syd runs to get it. Tee hee. Giggle. Cheese. It's Vaughn, all grinny-faced. Syd returns the grinny-face. Tee HEE. Vaughn's all, you ready? Syd's all, what? Right here? In the doorway? Day-UM. At least buy me dinner first! Actually, Vaughn's there because he's driving Syd to the airport for their Caraway Capo jaunt. Syd asks her boyfriend to come in while she gets her stuff. Giggle. Giggle giggle. And snort. And more cheese.

Vaughn's all, nice place. Ripping off your clothes. Syd's all, I'm gonna get a new couch. French kissing. Vaughn's all, really? Lacy underthings. Syd's all, well, yeah, no, I dunno. Calvin Klein boxer briefs. Vaughn's all, so this is where you live. Naked. Syd's all, yeah, this is where I live. More naked. Vaughn's all, I love it. Naked love. Syd's all, I'm ready. NAKED LOVE NAKED.

Vaughn leans in and kisses Syd in this way that is SO like that first kiss you get at the door after the best first date you've ever had and all you want to do is toss out the rules and drag your date up to your bedroom and perform all sorts of carnality upon each other but then you stop because one of you wisely pulls back, knowing that, if you don't stop now, you may not even make it to the bedroom. Sigh. And giggle. And tee hee.