Agh. Oh god. Oh. No. Quick and painless. Quick and painless!

[Foggy shudders at Derek's dramatic display and turns away, throwing his hands up to make sure he doesn't have to watch. The one thing keeping him from feeling sicker might be how tight his face is scrunched up. "It just might stay this way forever," he thinks.]

God Derek! What the hell dude? When did this city get so weird and when did you start torturing your food?