In which Piers gets Erik to help him mingle without making a hot mess of things, while Erik goes gaga over Giza (and Egypt's entire middle period.)

In which Erik wants everyone to be full-time employed (regardless of talent, interest, or ambition,) and Piers wants everyone to be full-time employed with a pathological fixation on Bill Nye (the science guy.)

In which Erik tries to be as cool as Mad Max's gyrocopter pilot, and Piers tries to turn a pile of garbage into something more human than human.

In which Piers begins to lay down the powerful and impressive symbology of our proud micro-nation, and Erik tries to make poison accessible for everybody.

In which Erik tempts Piers with the forbidden fruit of the library's occult section, and Piers tempts Erik with every flavour of ice cream known to man.

In which Piers is excited about an unusual promotional cassette for kids like it even matters, and Erik curses up a blue streak like it makes him cool or something.

In which Erik takes a stab at male relationships, and Piers creates an audio memorial to memorial benches and the loved ones they memorialize.

In which Erik - for the first and only time - scrambles to think of something controversial to talk about, and Piers takes the hunt for the lost land of Atlantis to the airwaves.

In which Erik explores the dishwater-brown imagery of his own personal dreamscapes, and Piers offends Erik by creating another suicide-by-proxy scenario.