Eleanor: Guys. Guys, guys, guys.
Chidi: Uh-oh. Michael looks like me. That's bad.
Eleanor: Fun little update. Michael was feeling a bit overwhelmed. So, new plan. I'm now the architect. And stop making those faces because I already told John, and there's no going back now.
Tahani: Well, if I could pick anyone to impersonate an immortal deity... Well, it would be me. But if it couldn't be me, it'd be you.