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.