These fly hunks and their cocky 'tudes strut through the Blackrock Desert bein' all, "Yeah, we just did that." It's Independence Day, fools!
Brennan is trying to not eat on air, Erin expands upon her lists of hunks (it's Jeff), and the Greatest President of All Times makes the dopest speech. Period. Our hosts take on the lack of decent evidence for aliens today, praise proper special effects, and have a total soft spot for Boomer, the adorable, loveable, very-much-not-understanding-the-concept-of-the-scene-dynamic dog. In the end, we reaffirm that Erin and Brennan are space nerds with a homework list for our viewers: The Dark Forest Theory, The Prime Directive, and THIS IS WHY KLINGONS!!!