Bridge didn't know what to think or feel about Angel Grove. But something needed to change, something needed to happen. He was tired of feeling so angry all the time, tired of being upset. But it dawned on him, nobody could make him feel better, he had to feel better all on his own.
So it was time to turn things around, try something new. Working! Syd would wonder what the hell he was doing, he was a power ranger- how could he expect to maintain a job and do his real job. But this was something he desperately needed, and something he was good at. Cooking. Estelle -the woman in charge, hired him as a cook! Bridge was excited and cheerful for what seemed like the first time in weeks. Dressed in his S.P.D. uniform, along with an apron, and funny chef hat-he rang the bell on the counter for Claire and grinned. "Order up!" Cooking was universal. And Bridge was good at it. He felt accomplished, and he would have money. Whatever that was, at the end of the week.