Parking deck. Crichton is playfully climbing on the guardrail. In the background a space shuttle stands on the launch pad while a helicopter flies past. Pa Crichton and DK arrive with some news: "IASA's brought in a new Project Administrator. A Douglas Logan." DK says that Logan is "a tough bastard." I'm distracted by DK's earring, which doesn't go with his preppy haircut. Crichton asks what Logan looks like: "Thin face, pale skin, bad set of choppers, likes leather?" Pa says he's never met the man. Crichton's eager to meet Logan, and off they go.

Crichton stands in a well-appointed office, admiring the decor. Rygel zooms up to the desk in an electric wheelchair. Wearing a suit. And smoking a cigar. Crichton recoils, understandably, and then happily gasps, "Guido! You're here!" As Pa and DK walk in, Crichton claps "Logan" on the back and grabs his cigar. Pa starts to apologize for Crichton's behavior, but Rygel snaps, "Shut up!" As Crichton puffs on the cigar and blows smoke into Rygel's face, Rygel bitches, "You're the reckless son of a bitch who refused to abort, fainted, and wrecked a multi-zillion-dollar module!" Heh. "Multi-zillion." Crichton happily nods while Rygel wonders why he shouldn't shut down the Farscape project. Crichton grabs some business cards off the desk and takes a seat, then begins flinging the cards across the desk like he's David Letterman. Only without the sound effects. Pa and DK insist that the project is paving the way for deep space exploration. Rygel shuts them up, and tells Crichton to quit pelting him with business cards, then says they'll get the project right this time. Crichton confirms that they're going to give the Farscape another try. Rygel explains, "Either you can fly it or [D'Argo] can. I hate to reward failure, but it's better PR if you fly it. Public loves come-from-behind wins!" DK and Pa urge Crichton to go for it. Crichton looks suspicious and starts toying with a model shuttle he's picked up. He asks, "I reenact my initial mission. I show you how I create the giant blue twister that sucks me down to Oz." He makes a shrieking sound and plunges the model toward the desk as everyone looks horrified. Then Crichton drops the model and concludes, "Forget about it. Don't know how I did it." Then he stands up and begins shouting that even if he knew how he'd done it, he wouldn't tell Scorpius. Logan, exasperated, asks who Crichton's talking to. Crichton apologetically says, "Not you. You're not real."