"An actual plan," Rodney says, walking and talking because he's capable of both. Of course, before they take off, he grabs a jacket and tucks his ubiquitous tablet inside. As if he's going to risk being either chilly or bored, even if they're just going to see a restaurant about a contest. "You know, this might be the most coherent plan you've come up with in years."

Rodney's more concerned with putting himself together and trotting after John than the words that are coming out of his mouth.

"Where did you hear about this, again? I certainly didn't see anything about it, and I might consider this something relevant to my interests."