Then something surprising and altogether wonderful happens. Chip Gaius, late of Caprica's head, appears next to Tory at the table. "Oh come on, be nice. What's it gonna cost you?" Especially if you make the same half-assed joke over and over. Gaius, of course, wigs out, giving a very monotheist OMG before really losing it, awesomely: "Oh, my God. Oh, my giddy aunt!" Chip Gaius begs him to get a grip, and tells our little man to focus. "If she's not lying, she really could be a wonderful source of information." Although, of course, not in the way Baltar might think. She's more of a F5 Cylon these days than Laura's lockdown buddy. "Why don't you feel her out?" Gaius, at a loss, Angelis, "Feel her what?" To which Tory, having had enough of this shit for one episode, one might think, is like, "The frak?" Gaius is hilarious, blowing her off in the midst of his nineteenth nervous breakdown: "I'm not talking to you." Chip Gaius, who is like Six in that he has more of a grasp on reality than Real Gaius ever will, despite their realness inequality, tells him to drop the Chip issue for a bit and center his attention on Tory, who is important: "Ask her what she's doing here."
Baltar, changing course cutely: "[Now] I am talking to you. Why did you come here?" She admits it might have been a mistake -- and who wouldn't, once confronted face-to-face with the personal insult that is the Gaius Baltar hallucinatory episode -- but soldiers on. "Well, I can't stop thinking about what's happened. You were found innocent when everyone hated you. I hated you. And this healed boy? The return of Kara Thrace? I mean, everyone thought she was dead. So perhaps there are miracles." He admits there might be, but doesn't give up much. "Thing is, somehow you seem to be at the center of them." He is also bewildered by that. "Well, it seems that God has chosen me to sing his song." Ping! Tory sits right the fuck up at that, to the point where even Gaius notices: "Music. Did you say music?" No, she didn't. He did. Six of one.