[Eridan adjust his collar. If they would only make out, this would be the hottest thing ever. He cheers on his matesprit.]

Yea! Go fef! Make ou- I mean Make bait out a' that wannabe Condescence!

[Oh. He should probably help out. He runs over and tries to pry the two apart, pulling up the pod!fef and getting her in a hold so the real one can get in some easy blows.]