Mike's walking through the store, reciting a list of paper products they need to restock. He finds SOL on a ladder, restocking feminine hygiene products. Of course. What, you thought she was going to be in Sports Equipment? It's always hammer time on Queer as Folk. Although, I gotta tell you, no woman worth her salt tries to seduce a guy in front of a wall of maxi-pads. SOL makes a lame joke about being the store being "light on heavy-days and heavy on light-days." I can't even muster up bile, she's so pathetic. Mike tells her to take care of it. SOL pouts that he didn't laugh at her little joke -- he's only interested in work, and he never wants to have fun. Mike, who couldn't spot a trap if it had a neon sign on it, says that he likes to have fun. SOL points out that he never goes out with them after work. The GM/SGWC looks up the definition for "Fun" and "Drinks with Marly and SOL" isn't listed. SOL says that Marly told her that no one really knows what Mike's like, that he probably leads this double life. Sigh. "Double life"?! That's the pavlovian trigger for Mike to climb up onto the ladder with her and tell her that he's really "Laserman," a superhero who can read people's minds, which is supposed to be cute, but instead makes me wonder if he's been sniffing glue in aisle five. SOL thinks it's cute. But she's SOL. "So, Laserman," she asks, putting her hand over Mike's, "what am I thinking?" Probably not that he's impossibly stupid, which is what I'm thinking. Mike stammers, "We should probably get back to work." And in trying to walk away from her, forgets that he's on a ladder and falls off. Dork.