Friday 24 November 2000

Breya: Okay, I've had enough ogling for one day. The Valkyrie 5500 Triple-D goes back to Planet Mercenary right now.

Thurl: Admiral, the mall is closed right now.

Breya: So we exchange it for something frumpy tomorrow.

Thurl: Except that we're shipping out tonight. Tagon just landed a contract for us.

Breya: I can't go out in public looking like this. I look hugely naked. I'll get... I'll get hit on.

Thurl: Maybe we could make a bikini, or a wrap for you?

Schlock: Oooh yeah! With a thong bottom! I'm off to the fabric store!