Customs? You're making me go through CUSTOMS?

A twitter account.... oh come on! It isn't even sentient!

My behind has never done any of these things and Miranda's Ass is a sham.

That is the last time I ever trust Google Maps. Ever.

-a few hours into surgery, takes the cloned tissue and begins merging it with Caleb's lung tissue-

-after a few more hours, nods to Lorelei Cash- Let's close him up.

-gives a long exhale as she watches Lorelei Cash finish setting up Caleb's respirator, tossing her gloves into the medical waste-

-once cleaned up, wheels Caleb into recovery, triple checking his monitors and respirator, before taking a seat by the cot-

For the love of god, I hope we're right.

-calls out to Lorelei Cash- Looks like we'll need that sedative!

-frowns- I can't help but feel I've been too trusting recently...

...Her signal's... blocked. -gives a long sigh- Why did I do that?

-snaps awake after having passed out at her temporary work desk- ...what?

...Lilly, huh? -opens the package-

-removes a bracelet, tossing the package inside- ...Strange. -doesn't notice the gas seeping from the remaining package-

-as she walks to find a spare terminal, comms John Shepard- Commander? It's Miranda, it's urgent.

-moving now, quickly comms Caleb- Caleb, do you think Ajax can still fly?

-heads her shuttle to the Normandy-

-checks Gidget's room, Jess's room and finds the children, gives a long sigh and comms Caleb- Caleb, have a head count.

-knocks on Ethan De La Motte's door- Not interrupting anything, am I?