:D

Ren: Nice one, Cleo. Nice one. Martyn!

Martyn: Hello!

Ren: A question from Joyce, and a weird one, sir. Are you ready?

Martyn: Hit me with it.

Ren: "Martyn—who in the room would you deem most likely to poison a cupcake and give it to you?"

Martyn: Ooooo.

Cub: (simultaneously) Ooooo.

Ren: Hmmmm!

Martyn: (pointing to Cleo) You'd want to instill more fear in me if you were gonna kill me. Jono's got that smile. He would grin at me while I'm taking a bite.

Jevin: Look at—he just looks devious.

Cub: True.

Martyn: (pointing to Cub) You'd know the science behind poisoning me, I'm pretty sure.

Cub: Also true.

Jevin: I would end up poisoning myself.

(All laugh)

Martyn: I was about to say, you're a goofy guy.

Jevin: Yeah, yeah!

Martyn: But would you do it, Ren?

Ren: Well that is the question.

Martyn: You—this is a "doomed in every universe" situation again.

Jevin: Yeah.

Cub: Mhm.

Martyn: But I think you like—you prefer more brutality. Imma go with Cub! I think Cub's got the science and smarts to take me out, one hundred percent!

Cub: Oh wow! Okay!

Ren: (laughs)

Jono: (laughs)