EOS was a video game that evolved into her own sentient life form. She was gracious, witty and charming - well once she got over her initial anger of her creator. Now, John and EOS were a team that proved vital to rescues. John had his human intellect, EOS her binary electronic impulses that could calculate odds to the tiniest of detail.

That said, those skills didn't prevent EOS from the surprise she got when someone came up in Five's elevator to visit.

Meanwhile, John was in the lab working on an experiment when he started to hear arguing from his AI and a human on Five.

A very familiar human ...

"Virgil?" he thought as he floated out of the habitat ring into the globe room.

Sure enough, to his surprise said brother was there physically in the room.

The astronaut was further surprised at the next thing Virgil did. "Oh, hi - I'd like to order a salmon burger with extra microgreen toppings and tartar sauce, coffee infused Coca-Cola and a chocolate chip cookie please - extra crispy," said the man looking straight into EOS' sensors that passed as an eye. He was also spinning the globe around, as though looking around for food items.

"Virgil Tracy - I am not a food kiosk. I am EOS," she said indignantly. "Please do not mess with John's globe, you are making my processors overload."

The artist stared at her, then smiled. "Oh, hi EOS. I just wanted to say hi to John and get something to eat," he said, yawning slightly. He then looked around, confused. "What am I doing floating around on Tracy Island?"

"You're on Thunderbird Five."

"No I'm not."

"Yes, you are," said EOS, lights turning slightly pink in irritation.

John chuckled, thinking his brother was pranking EOS, until he noticed Virgil's face.

Virgil shook his head, as though confused. "No, I'm at a restaurant and you're a food service modulator," he said, perplexed why it was talking to him.

OK, the astronaut concluded - something was wrong.

Before EOS could correct Virgil again, John shook his head. "I'll take care of this EOS," he said, floating over to the other man.

Virgil looked up at John and smiled. "Oh, hi John. You know a good place to get a salmon burger and extra crispy chocolate chip cookies," he said. "No wait, how about some chips and malt vinegar with extra cocktail sauce?"

The middle brother quirked an eyebrow. "Um... Virg, are you drunk?" he asked, given that his last order was his favorite food at age 4 and had grown out of it - mostly.

He then gently lifted one of his brother's eyelids, noticing a glazed look about them. Not liking what he saw, he glanced at EOS gesturing for her to scan his brother.

Virgil didn't seem bothered by John's exam and continued. "No John... I'm just hungry. It's been a long flight today from that rescue in New Zealand," he said, yawning slightly.

That alarmed John. "Virgil, that was nearly a week ago. Have you had much sleep?" he said.

"Oh I've had a lot," dismissed the man.

EOS however chirped. "Scan complete, and Virgil is incorrect John. He has had a total of four hours sleep over the past five days," she reported. "He has not been on an assignment for three of those days."

John frowned. "Why didn't you tell me you were having insomnia Virg," he said gently.

"I'm not an insomniac - nor am I tired," said Virgil, waving his hand. This caused him to spin head over heels and make him dizzy.

"Whoa there bro," said the astronaut, carefully stopping the motion.

Once he was steadied, Virgil continued. "Can you get me off the merry-go-round," he said.

"You were flipping head over heels like a Ferris Wheel," corrected EOS. "You are tired."

Virgil looked at EOS to correct her, but then yawned loudly. "OK, maybe you're right and I'm a little tired," the man said tiredly. "Especially with the light bit of sparkles - or is that EOS' circuits... or the food kiosk."

Though worried the sparkles were a precursor to Virgil collapsing, John chuckled. "More than a little - You of all people should know EOS looks nothing like a food kiosk," said the man, shaking his head. He then made a decision. "OK, we're going to the habitat ring and have a chat..."

"... And eat a salmon burger with extra microgreens and tartar sauce?" asked Virgil.

"Sure whatever you want," said John, frowning at the man's delusion from the insomnia. He nodded to EOS to keep monitoring Virgil just in case the early warning became an immediate attention.

The two humans floated into the habitat ring, with the older brother thankfully listening to his more space steady brother to let him do the work. Once there, John heated up two pouches full of hot chocolate and, after getting Virgil settled in a spare cot, they chatted.

Come to find out, as he grew a little more coherent from the sugar, Virgil had become so stressed between a fight over a patent for a new Tracy Industries microchip he created and a near fatal rock fall in New Zealand, which had injured Gordon, he hadn't been able to sleep longer than a few minutes.

As Virgil talked, John sat and listened, giving his younger brother encouragement and tips on how to take better care of himself. "Let us take care of you this time Virgil OK," he said as he pulled up the covers of the blanket, partially tucked under the cot for security, around the man's shoulders.

"FAB," said Virgil, yawning as the stress seeped from him and he closed his eyes.

Once the raven haired man finally fell asleep, John gently secured him to the bed with straps - just in case they lost gravity.

John left the room and saw EOS' monitor in front of him. "I have already informed Scott of Virgil's location... however, is he OK John?" she asked.

"He will be - just pushed himself too hard," he said. "He worries about us about as much as Scott to the point he was close to collapse this time."

"Yes he was - based on my medical scan, Virgil would've lost consciousness within a half hour of arriving here," said EOS

John frowned. "Yeah - I'd say a bit shorter though EOS. When Virgil starts seeing sparkles it's within 15 minutes, if we're lucky," he said. "I'm glad he talked though - I think that was what helped him fall asleep."

"Should I bring Scott up so he can take Virgil home?"

"No EOS - I'll tell him Virgil can stay up here until he wakes up, even if it's a day later."

The AI chirped in agreement. "I will keep an eye on him so you can continue your research," she said.

"FAB, and thanks EOS," John said, then smiled. "Just one thing though."

"Yes John?"

"When Virgil wakes up, ask him 'If he'd like chips with malt vinegar and cocktail sauce'," he said.

The AI's lights lit up blue. "I do not understand John. Cocktail sauce is normally not eaten with fries," she said. "I did not understand why he wanted to order them earlier."

"It's an inside joke EOS - and will better explain to him why he's on Five," said the astronaut, whose grin broadened. "Besides, if he thinks you're a food dispenser, you might as well have fun teasing him. He's going to blush enough already knowing that he tried to order a meal that he last ate at age 4."

The AI processed the data and came up with one conclusion.

"I will be happy to oblige John," she said, lights around her sensors bright with humor.