Mess. Trip, Reed, and May-This-Episode-Should-Have-Been-All-About-Me-Disappearing-But-That-Would-Have-Been-Too-Self-Referential are chowing down and yukking it up. Hoshi approaches and greets them quietly, but they all ignore her, because her id believes that she's not truly one of the guys. She raises her voice, and The Boys' Club finally notices her and allows her sit down with them. "You know what? I don't do dream sequences!" Mathra announces, throwing his notes away. May-See-The-Previous-Moniker wants Hoshi to tell them what transporting felt like, but she's not that jazzed to go into the gory and made-up details. Of course, Trip is much more cucumber-like about the whole ordeal. Hoshi insists that she still doesn't feel right. I've heard that often happens when you're in a dream state. Hoshi announces that she wants to check the medical database and find out what happened to the people they first tested the transporter on. "You mean other than Cyrus Ramsey," Malcolm "Easy Breezy Beautiful Cover Girl" Reed sniggers. Hoshi has no idea what he's on about. "Next thing you'll tell us you never hurd uv the Easter Bunny," Trip chews. Naturally, The Boys' Club knows all about the guy who tested the transporter in Madison, Wisconsin and never reappeared at the designated one hundred meters away. It seems to be a ghost story they like to spin on all their Survival Badge sleepovers. This is where Hoshi's psyche decides Trip should bring up the fact that he and Quantum did their survival training together in Australia, and that May-I-Can't-Think-Of-Anything-Interesting-To-Call-Him did his in Death Valley, CA. Not Vasquez Rocks?

Trip gets a comm. Or at least I think he does -- the sound people seemed to have forgotten to put the noise in. Maybe he has his communicator set on vibrate. Or maybe it's Hoshi who forgot to hallucinate the noise up. Anyway, Quantum gives The Good Ol' Boy a jingle to tell him that he and May-Humdrum will be making the run to pick up the other pod, since he doesn't "think Hoshi will be joining [him]." Hoshi makes a face. At this news, Trip and May-Duller-Than-A-Collection-Of-Actuaries all but bump chests, slap butts, and stick their tongues down each other's throat as they get up from the table. Malcolm, not wanting to be left out of the HoYay Club for all the lipstick in Christendom, gets up as well. "Never say I don't take you anywhere," Trip joshes. "You don't take me anywhere!" May-Not-Really-A-Good-Comeback giggles. The Boys' Club laughs, and Hoshi "Dream A Little Dream" Sato feels left out. "See you later," she mutters.