They're waiting for Sylar in the lobby, Daphne and Flint, as promised. The girl looks nervous. Flint just looks bored. "Can we hurry it up please?" he asks, frowning, throwing away a ball of blue fire.

Daphne just rolls her eyes. "I can't carry both of you, so seriously? You guys have to hold on or you're gonna get one hellava road burn."