There was plenty of bacon. If it had just been about the bacon, Casey would've been fine with the communal plate. No, it was about testing Wash by pushing a button, even if it was a small one. Casey got glowered at, but not blown up at. That meant Wash was back to normal. For Wash.

And anyway, Bones just gave Casey a compliment, which he acknowledges with a grin halfway between smug and genuine. "No problem! Casey Jones knows tactics." Well, OK, for Casey, tactics meant thinking on his feet or just acting without thinking at all. But that apparently worked pretty well around here.

And he wasn't about to hear that from Greg. He was killing it with the magic and apparently he didn't even realize it. "Oh c'mon, dude! If you weren't controllin' it then it wouldn't keep poppin' up whenever we need it! I mean, nobody told ya to make spikes back there, right?"