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Lee, I thought you two were over that stage.
Doc, do I have to make "no more crossdressing" an order? Because I will.
Laura, put the pilots down. We need them functional.
*hands toothbrush to Master at Arms to be checked for explosives, poisons, etc.*
... *notes that Cylons have some very strange habits, but thanks Sharon for the fruit anyway*
Gabe? Need ketchup with that?
Paul, enough. John's already haunting my socks; leave the poor guy some kind of dignity.
Dee? Need salt with that? No, seriously, I know you've been under a lot of stress, but this is not a coping mechanism.
Ynez, thank you. I should be able to