Vasquez intends to crawl back up Faraday, but not in the chair. He's got his new gift, he's got his man, and he has a bed where they can do this. "Well, in that case, I'm glad there's no one you can compare to me," he quips and heads to sprawl out.

"Come here, you can be exhausted and sexually sated somewhere more comfortable. I'm going to smoke," he says, from his very brand new and nice holder.