Andros had been on Earth now for a couple of years. He thought he had gotten used to everyone's turns of phrase, but there were still a fair share that caught him off guard. Trying to catch flies was one of them. He knew he'd heard it somewhere and someone probably explained it to him, but, he really wasn't sure what the meaning was. So the Ranger gave him a weird look, parsing the words logically instead of in the meaning they were conveyed.

"Why are we catching flies?"

Still, he shook the mans hand. And was yet again confused. Maybe he didn't understand people from Earth all that well after all?

"Type?" Did August know he wasn't from Earth? Was he asking what he did for work? Or the kind of person he was? Andros probably looked utterly baffled by August.

"I have no idea what you just said."