Alien sheriff's office. Sheriff Alien examines their warrant and tells the E-Crew that it's valid, but they won't be able to transport Menos for four hours: "We've begun thermolizing the landing deck." T'Pol says they just need to get him to their ship. "There's a half centimeter of xylathoric acid on that deck. I wouldn't recommend it -- not if you value those purty feet of yours," Sheriff Alien says, sounding very much like Sheriff John Steele. Quantum thinks Sheriff Alien must have a place they can put Menos until they can leave. "Do this look like a prison to you?" Sheriff Alien demands, and thrusts T'Pol's e-pad warrant back at her.