Dammit! Shut up, Liz. I don't care that you haven't opened your mouth yet. Just shut up. She doesn't listen to me. She never does. Liz blithers on about something that happened to her in biology that afternoon. Maria cuts her short. Maria won't be in attendance for that evening's shift at the Crashdown. Considering the power's out all over town, the customers won't be in attendance either, Maria. Liz asks, "Is everything okay?" Maria non-sequiturs something about removing "the Galaxy sub with pepperjack cheese" from the menu. Brodek cuts the call short at this point and demands Maria explain her last statement. "It was just shop talk," Maria shrugs. Back in the Crashdown, the Lizbot pouts because Maria hung up on her. Michael and Isabel blow her off. Atta alien-human hybrids. Isabel bitches at length about the undercooked burger the Ferret has set before her and raises her palm above the plate to fry it up a bit more. The Ferret -- with both hands -- pulls the following bit of hastily-appearing contrivance out of his ass in an attempt to stop her: "Don't! That makes it taste like crap." Um, since when? I seem to recall all four of the alien teens doing the same to various foodstuffs during the last two seasons, with no complaints from any of them regarding the resulting taste. Whatever. As Isabel is not a big fan of E. coli and bovine spongiform encephalopathy, she tells the Ferret to shove that contrivance right back up that double-wide ass of his from whence it came.