"We are normal," Ryan gently argued. "Normal is subjective. The sooner people learn that, the sooner we'll actually have some peace." Ryan, waxing philosophical? Shocking, yes. But he isn't always an airhead.

Ryan walked up to the consoles and studied them intently. "Look, I'm friendly with a cell phone and great with an X-Box, but this is so far out of my league." He turned back around and spread his arms out in an arc, creating a shimmering arc of cosmic energy.

He moved the energy around until it formed the words "Uh, help?"