Starbuck's flying in on a Viper, and I think but cannot swear that she is still the Pegasus CAG, which is really cool. Kat radios that she's "20 frakkin' minutes late," and since there's currently no Blackbird, I assume she means from the other Battlestar. "Have a rough night, Starbuck?" she snots, and Starbuck laughs -- in a very official, respect-me, Apollo kind of tone -- that she's way out of line, but doesn't mention that Kat's just like her, only twice as irritating, and additionally a crackhead. Dualla smiles, so we know Starbuck's not going to beat Kat up or anything, and Kat requests permission to "clear guns," or as Starbuck rogers it, "Clear your throat." She fires a few rounds, and then the gun explodes, sending shrapnel into Starbuck's Viper and cracking her window. Kat freaks out ("Weapons malfunction! Weapons malfunction! Galactica!") and Starbuck, making sure Kat's okay, lets her know that her port gun just blew, and then requests priority landing clearance. They return back to the Galactica, Kat trailing smoke like a Reaver ship. In Starbuck's cockpit you can hear a whistle. It's space trying to come in, and it's pretty scary.
In the Galactica hangar, Starbuck's busting Chief Tyrol's balls about trying to kill her pilots, over a shot of a crewman smashing her window out. Chief's very gruff about it all, like he usually is, until Cally comes running up with some rounds in hand. He realizes that the weight's off, and then it crumbles in his hand. Cally says she's found three more substandard rounds, mixed in with regular ones, and Chief ascertains that this is sabotage. Cally rolls her eyes cutely, because come on, yet more Galactica-endangerment? Or maybe it's because Chief orders every round pulled. Either way, nobody's sleeping for a while.