...as Biers jumps out again out of nowhere, and it's so tense when she does that, and Chip Gaius isn't helping. "Everything okay?" she fairly giggles, and there is silence and sketchiness and Biers fairly whimpers with love and worry. "Fine," says Six, somewhat brightly. "Just talking with Sharon here." Biers gives Sharon this awesome up-and-down look like a Life Coach and acts all girlfriendy with them. "Yeah? What about?" Like it's about a surprise party for one of the Dorals, just because he's been down or something. She's so fucking scary. "She asked me to move out," stutters Sharon. Biers is like, "All right! Yeah!" and pulls up a chair. "You know what? Which is what we've been asking her for weeks. I was kind of hoping that you'd see the light, after talking to our friend here." And that you'd both burst each others' blisters so I'd have a reason to take you both out, of course. She puts her chin on her fist and looks at them cutely. "She is lying, unfortunately," says Gaius. "She has no wish to see Sharon cured. They're just going to do it. They're going to box her." I know the whole matching-chips thing is pretty on the nose, and there had better be a payoff beyond the simple symmetry, but I do love how -- like Chip Six -- Gaius is acting as her conscience, her intuition, her superego, her self-doubt, all at once like this. I've said before how much I love Chip Six's ability to read people, and tell Gaius the things he doesn't want to hear. It's even cooler here, though, because they're all...you know, robots. Six looks at Sharon, scared for her. Not yet for herself. Not even Chip Gaius can admit that yet.
Underneath, the resistance fighters are still setting up the explosives. Barclay tells Anders that there are at least forty people in the café, and reminds him -- as she hands him the lit cigarette -- that he will have about three minutes after the timer clip is set. He sets it. Things start moving faster.
Six tells Biers that they've made "a breakthrough," that Sharon has in fact agreed to move out. "Didn't you, Sharon?" Sharon's like, "Um, sure. Please do not kill my mind." Biers is ecstatic: "Ooh, when?" Six and Sharon look back and forth, pushing the line of credibility so hard you can hear the twanging. Sharon: "Whenever?" Biers's face tells you all you need to know. Frack with me, bitches? I call: "What about now? I'll help! The apartment is right upstairs." There's a three-way fake-out with very shifty eyes and, like, between this and Gaius on Galactica, I'm wondering if there's such a thing as body language in the entirety of communication. Or are Sharon and Six just doing the best they can knowing full well Biers is on to them being on to her being on to them? Ouch. Sharon: "Uh, sure. Let me -- let me just get some things." She takes off, and Biers is just smooth as robot silk: "Six! Must've been some chat, huh?" Six is a little grim: "Yes, we had a lot to talk about." They follow Sharon out of the café, and Gaius appears. "She's right behind you!" Six goes "I know," in this adorable way, like, "Shut up, dude. Jeez!" Aww, I missed the cute inconvenience of Gaius and Six more than I knew -- and now, all I want is Chip Gaius all the time. James Callis is clearly having the time of his life, even on top of not having to play the tweaked-out, twitchy houseboy for five seconds. His smarmy, agog Bond impression is a little broad for me, a little too Monty Python or something, smirky, winking at the audience maybe, but it's a wonderful change of pace regardless.