[Pidge just shakes her head, still trying to push Hunk out of the living room. Away from the creepy goo pile that was the Fake. She's seen enough horror movies to know that this isn't over.]

I don't really know. All I know is that- [She points back at the coffee table.] -was a fake.

[She feels like she has more of her feet under her at this point, so she starts to kind of hurry toward the kitchen.] We should probably... burn the remains or something. Just to be safe.