Where on earth are we? Somewhere with tables. Jesse and Isabel sit across the table from the Evans parents, Bangs looking for pamphlets for the next PFLAG For Aliens brochure, all the while grappling with queries such as the following: "This doesn't make any sense, Isabel. You don't look any different." Isabel notes that she's "half-human," and Bangs coughs out a question that actually makes a lot of sense: "And the other half?" Monopoly Nazi asks how long Jesse has known, and he confirms that it's been "about a month." Monopoly Nazi asks if he's okay with that, and Jesse mails in a Hallmark reply: "She's still the woman I fell in love with." Isabel's parents smile warmly. I believe all problems are now qualified and rubberstamped as "solved."
Fortress Evans. A hand finds the videotape of Isabel's Ring-Around-The-Bedroom Extravaganza and puts it in an evidence bag. Which I could barely see through those cleverly concealing camouflage uniforms. Clever military, they.