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Nick: [Turning to leave] Now if I'm moving a planet soon, I have a few more energy calculations to perform...
Fooker: [Interjecting] Hold up a sec, Nickster. We got something for you...

Fooker: [Holding up a turned-off mobile phone] The gang all talked this out, and since you were beamed into space without your phone, we decided we'd fetch it for you. Ya know, in case you needed it for... something...

[[Nick glares at Fooker, who sports a cheesy grin. In the background, Sharon performs a face-palm while Dexter whistles not-so-innocently. There is no dialog.]]

[[Nick narrows his eyes.]]
Fooker: [Gesturing toward the door] I'll show myself out...