As Arif exits Querns's office (I'm surprised the brave Muslim can even walk, so violated was he in there), his day only gets worse as his authority continues to erode. He spots a number of Muslims deep in conversation with last week's cast addition Supreme "But Hold the Tomatoes, I'm Allergic" Allah. Cut to Arif all up in the face of one of his knit-capped brethren, telling him to stay away from Supreme and, angrily, "that's an order." For the love of Allah, no more poking. I know that TV-MA label and the fact the the show airs at, like, five o'clock in the morning both happened for a reason, but I just. Can't. Take. The violence.
Over in the cafeteria, Poet poetizes about "fair of the sponges" and "bungee cord jumping" and bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens or some such thing. Arif approaches Supreme, who works in the cafeteria, and addresses him by a name that lacks adjectival description in telling this "Kevin Ketchum," "I'm not warning you again." But about what, I can't say I'm exactly sure. Supreme tells Arif he's nothing more than "a Kareem Said wannabe." Cut to Arif approaching the modest and demure Adebisi as he comes out from behind his curtained pod. Arif tells Adebisi that Supreme is a danger to them both, as he is "making all these converts of my people and yours." Adebisi smiles way big and proclaims that he's not worried. Arif tries to talk Adebisi into offing Supreme, but Adebisi won't bite. Then he makes his way down the steps and buddy-buddies himself up with Supreme while Arif looks on. I muzzle somewhere in the area of ten thousand "Ketchum if you can" puns and move on with all great haste to the next section.