Sid's "study" of the blue energy seems to consist of touching the two blue balls together in an isolation tank. The tank fills with blue sparks, so, success, I guess. Being a scientist is easy! He starts technobabbling to Kyle and Erica, but then dumbs it down for them by comparing it to sticking a fork in an electrical socket. "Same idea. Meltdown." With half a trillion watts? Sounds perfectly safe. And he's confident that it won't look like sabotage, because suddenly he's an expert on blue energy, in much the same way my son learned the alphabet and then won the Nobel prize in literature later that day. Jack enters the room, all impressed that Sid seems to have done it. Jack has also arranged for two Fifth Column V guards at the site to help them get in, because it's not like he has anything else to do. Conscience isn't a full-time job even with this crew. "Tell them we're good to go. Tonight," Erica instructs. Because after spending the afternoon playing with a few inches of yarn, Sid's ready to unspool the Brooklyn Bridge. To his credit, he looks a little rushed. Why does every episode have to take place in one day? he wonders to himself.