Velorek's team wonders how far down "it" goes. "I hate waste removal," one PK mutters. I do too. Although, my job's waste removal usually amounts to random rinds, cheese spooge, and nasty, wet papers that people have sucked their cheese samples off of and HANDED THEM BACK TO ME EVEN THOUGH THERE IS A TRASH CAN LIKE RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THERE! "Keep your opinions to yourselves -- is that clear?!" Velorek demands angrily. It's always so obvious when a subordinate has been embarrassingly dressed down by their superior -- they go right out smack down their own underlings, which is sort of pointless, actually, since those underlings are shaking their heads all, "Whatever, dude, you're just mad because you got in trouble." In the DRD's camcorder we see a Peacekeeper pull off her helmet and say, "Yessir!" with the rest of them and oh SHIT it's Aeryn Sun! I remember being so fucking freaked out by that scene when I first saw it. I wandered around my apartment wringing my hands wailing, "Oh, what does it all MEAN?" until we came back from commercial break. The DRD-cam closes in on Aeryn's impossibly gorgeous eyes and the vid fuzzes out. It fuzzes back to show Crichton sitting in front of a screen watching the video in his room. Chiana stands next to him. She tells Crichton she found it in the top tier. Crichton thinks it's a PK recording device used to spy on their own people. Chiana thinks Crichton's missing the point, namely that Aeryn's been on Moya before, and she Swiss-cheesed a pilot. It's probably too early in the game for me to say, "Shut up, Chiana." That's okay. It'll keep.