Before Nick could stop being horrified at Michael's sperm machine comment, and before he could wrap his mind around the fact that somewhere in the future, Karen was married to some dorky dermatologist [crime scene investigator totally beat out dermatologist on the scale of cool careers to have, even if Dr. Dan probably made way more money than Nick ever would (not that this was important on an island with an economy made up of coconuts and volunteer hours)], there was a photo of Karen onscreen dressed as a burger.

"Oh my god," he said, midway between horrified and very, very amused. "I don't think I even want to know."