[Of course they're contemplating having sex while he's in the room. Chuck wonders vaguely if they'd even leave, or if Gabe would just zap him somewhere else in the city. Suffer in the darkness, bitch.]

Okay, how about the Apocalypse is coming? Is that a good code? I think it sounds fine.

But it's not coming- here. Cause I- cause they won't let it. It won't happen. And I can see, you know, I know what's gonna happen. [He points indistinctly at Gabriel and then, for some reason, at Jinx before flopping down on the couch and digging the Doritos from underneath it.]