"Artie, you still haven't told us what we're doing at CERN," Myka said, trying to catch up with him.

"Hello, agents." Mrs. Frederic said, appearing in front of them. A man walked over beside her. "Ah, Burt. Nice to see you again. I see you grew out your mustache. Agents, this is Dr. Burt Reynolds, the Regents' contact at CERN."

"Um, wait. Burt friggin' Reynolds works here?" Claire asked.

"Must be a coincidence. And I'm afraid that if anyone asks, you must say the same or face treason charges." He chuckled to himself. "Now, to the Sanctum we go."

"I thought it wasn't used anymore," Steve said.

"The new one. And it's where no one would expect it." Burt stopped. There were a bunch of double bunk beds, with people sleeping in them. One of them was taken up by Jane Lattimer, and on the other side was Adwin Kosan.

"Wait, you dragged us out here to show me my mom sleeping with Mr. Kosan?! What... the FRAKK, dude!"

"You have to get in bed, too." Burt said calmly. "The one up there." He pointed to the bed above the two mentioned Regents.

"Is this a joke? Please tell me it's a joke. I'm not having sex with any of you," Claire said, folding her arms. "Sorry, Steve."

"Oh, give me a break!" Artie huffed impatiently. "None of us are doing... that. We're having a collective dream. The Regents thought that it would be the most secure place to have meetings in light of recent events. Now, Claire goes in that bed with Steve. Joshua, you're with me. Myka, you're... obviously with Pete. Abigail, you're with Claudia. Irene, you're... by yourself. And, Burt..."

"Can't I go with Irene?" Burt asked.

"No, Burt, you cannot. You set the placement of each agent's beds on purpose, did you not?" Mrs. Frederic asked in an accusing voice.

"Hey, I thought it would be funny."

"Consider yourself with Trailer," said Mrs. Frederic with no trace of amusement. The Warehouse dog appeared beside Burt, panting and wagging his tail.

"You know, Burt," Claire added, "I didn't like you in any of your films. Now, Steve, get in my goddamn bed!"

Steve facepalmed, but got into bed with Claire anyway. He found it odd how much Claire reminded him of Claudia, except Claire happened to have a crush on him. Everybody else reluctantly followed suit, and everything went dark.