Playa Palacios calls out for the Admiral, above the fourth estate throng, and asks whether Colonel Tigh is still serving as Executive Officer, and whether he's concerned about having a Cylon as second-in-command. "I'm not gonna discuss military protocol or chain of command," he assures her. Seku down in front asks if it's true, that they're contemplating forming a permanent alliance with the rebel Cylons currently in the Fleet. "I'm not gonna talk about hypotheticals." Why do they even let him come to these things? I don't think he's ever once given an answer that didn't go, "I'm not going to talk about that newsworthy thing you were just so classless as to ask me about, even though I totally know the answer to your question."

Seku asks Vice President Zarek if he'd support that, and Tom takes a gooooood long time answering him: Playa stares, Lee stares; Tom can't even meet Bill's eyes. "No comment." Playa is incensed by all this screwing around, and asks where the hell Roslin is. "The President is resting comfortably aboard Galactica," Lee says, as though that shouldn't be weird for anybody. These people get martial law declared on them every ten minutes, when they're not being put in internment camps, and you're like, "She's completely left the seat of government and will now be hanging out with the military full-time, okay?" I propose a little game: every time somebody does something, unwittingly or no, that seems likely to rend asunder even the provisional amount of sanity the Fleet is managing to hold onto, drink. What's really fun about this game is that the entire cast is also playing.

"Last question?" Seku asks if they have any info on the fifth Cylon; since the Dylan Four and the 268s are living it up all over areas of command and have the free run of the Battlestar, it's a worthwhile question. Like Lee might just go, "Yes, he's standing right here, and he's the VP!" Which honestly might turn out better than what Lee does say, which is, "Uh, we believe the fifth Cylon to be dead... We believe she died some time ago..." He stops short right there, but the damage is done. The reports freak out: "She? How do you know it was a woman?" Drink! Lee smiles and runs away from the press conference so fast you can hear Sonic the Hedgehog music.