"No, I think this place does room service," Lee says, and he's carrying their bags in, setting hers next to the bed as he wheels his to a corner. He's not sure if it counts as a vacation, heading to a mountain just on the outskirts of a city that they can't leave, but it's about as close as it gets.

And this is probably a hell of a lot closer than a couple of days of R&R on Cloud Nine back with the Fleet. Even then, getting a few days off never really felt like it. One Cylon sighting, and he'd be back in a cockpit, back in the pilot ready room. There were never really breaks.

"So, I think we're covered."