...and on board, after Morgan bothers Anna's parents about the size of the shrimp cocktail, he sees the incoming. "Oh, look! Fireworks!" Little point in disabusing him of that notion at this juncture.

Chuck manages to reset the device, but Casey asks if "reset" doesn't mean "return to sender." Heh. Realizing he's right, they tell him to set another target, but Chuck says he needs one with GPS coordinates. He unhappily gets an idea, and asks Casey about his car, and the sheer terror on Casey's face is a sight to behold. He gives up the code, though, and as the rocket zips by them, he seethes, "I hate this assignment." Aw. The car explodes rather spectacularly, and Casey's mix of rage and despair is truly awesome. God, how I love Adam Baldwin.

Chuck comes in to find Morgan in the break room, and Morgan tells him he got seasick (or shrimp-sick, as Anna predicted), but Anna rubbed his back and helped him clean the shrimp-puke out of his beard. My God, the girl should get hazard pay. He says she's amazing and he's lucky, and Chuck suggests he tell her that instead of telling him. Morgan mentions his privates, and then Jeff comes in and says the doors are closed, and it's time to get polluted. Wow, did he hear Morgan at that distance?

Big Mike is dressed as Santa, and after he gives a little speech, everyone starts dancing to the hip-hop music he puts on, and Chuck even does the robot. Aw. Everyone's having fun except Casey, who, when Chuck goes over to him, seethes that Chuck killed his "dream car." Chuck is like, a Crown Victoria is your dream car? But at the look on Casey's face, he adds, "And why wouldn't it be?" Hee. Casey says that if Chuck wants to make it up to him, he can buy him a new car, and Chuck laughs but then realizes, "You're totally serious." Heh, but...you've seen what Chuck drives, Casey. Let's be slightly realistic here. Modern English's "I Melt With You" kicks up...