[So far, Cain is completely failing at this "being in charge" thing. Normally, he'd be pleased to have this many girls stacking up this way, but they're all underage and aliens and inebriated. So many levels of "no."]
This is a lovely moment, girls, but it's time to go to bed. Not the slime-filled ones, because I don't trust you not to eat it at this point.