Alex looks rabid. (It’s only soap suds, don’t worry.)
[scrub scrub scrub]
Erin: Guys, move over, make room for me.
Fangirl: Hey! We were here first!
Erin: Yeah, but I’m the doujinshi-ka, and if you don’t make room for me I’ll write you out of the story altogether.
Anderson: You have fangirls gathering on your–
Integra: I’m well aware of it.