Garurumon keeps crunching on his tree, giving a pleased noise when he snaps it in two. You see, he had one stick, but now he has two sticks. Productivity.

"You two going to have a measuring contest for your science-dicks?" Yamato asks Cisco, dryly.

"You could be science-rivals," Taichi adds.

Nishijima takes Barry's hand, giving it a quick shake. "I take it you helped out with today's incident?" He asks. "We -- don't have a file on you, as far as I can recall."

"-- You're not going to open files on them, either," Yamato says. "Keep them off your books, Nishijima."