LAST EDITED ON Dec-28-07 AT 05:30 AM (EST)
 
Great episode. Good story that cranked into overdrive right when you think things were winding down.

>"Come with me," she said. "I want to try a little experiment."

Greg you fool. Working for Grissom for longer than a week should have taught you to hide under the desk when you hear that phrase.

>"I understand Ben showed you the toy box last night." Nick coughed. Both women ignored him. "What'd you think?"
> "Interesting," Catherine replied, her expression guarded. "I'm... thinking about it."

I'm still holding out hope that if this does end up being the Green Lantern Corps, that the uniform will be the version from Hal Jordan's Green Lantern Marine Corps from the unintentionally hilarious Superman: Red Son. Mostly because Cath in a bomber jacket and flight cap with goggles is a vastly appealing image to me. And if I remember correctly somebody mentioned already that spandex jumpsuits aren't all that practical for office wear, unless you're Makoto Kusanagi.

>Before the Master Chief could answer, the elevator arrived again, this time bearing the redheaded woman from the first floor.
>"Hey, Dad, I - whoa! Dead guy sighting! Shit, sorry. I'm probably not supposed to see you."

That cracked me up. Having formidiable young red headed women call him Dad was probably not under the perview of the Master Chief's Things SPARTAN Soldiers Need To Know. Such is life in the service of Her Majesty's Royal Navy.

>"Conrad asked me to grab it. I didn't know that was what he wanted it for."

Dayum. I commented that Ecklie went over to the far end on the asshole scale, but I didn't know he cranked it up to 11.

>"Oh, and Willows says you can't come with us. Sadly."
>Nick sighed. "Oh well. So much for my secret dream."

Pffft. You're in the IPO Nick, don't be so sure.

>Another Interesting Fact About Working On Alderaan

Again, dayum. I guess having a assload of Jedi crawling around can't even put a damper on the action on Alderaan: Wretched Hive of Scum And Villany.

>"What?!" Cath's voice came from the link. "What did you do, shoot a toaster?"

Thanks to BSG, I now unconsciously make a Cylon joke whenever somebody says something like that involving toasters.

>Brass holstered his sidearm with a little more vehemence than was strictly necessary. "Damn. If I'd thought she'd have something like that, I would >have suggested a hot entry. Maybe gas."

This seems like a fairly significant lapse in judgement on Brass' part, and Grissom too maybe. Broadbank was the ranking Big Fire operative for New Avalon, she wasn't just going to be some random schlub of a Black Hood with a blaster. I know that all hell had broken loose around the city and help was pretty wanting but man, I mean he didn't know Griss was a Jedi, so it was one plain clothes cop and a criminalist going to apprehend a terrorist who was the driving force behind that nights crapfest. Not even kicking the lounge couch to see if a couple blue suiters fell out?

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Jon Helscher

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