NARRATOR: Admiral Emm's temporary H.Q. in the Trojan Shipyards...
EMM: Kowalski, I need you in Dom Atlantis.
KOWALSKI: Understood. I'm looking at our closest sleeper right now.
EMM: How soon can you have your gestalt ready?
KOWALSKI: Dunno. The girl's gone native. Husband and son, and I can't find a gestalt from her anywhere.
EMM: Oh, her. She's a deep sleeper. The newest gestalt we have from her is from before her marriage.
KOWALSKI: I can't fake "mommy" or "wife" well enough to fool the family. They'll have to go.
EMM: You're a monster. You know that, right?
KOWALSKI: I never get tired of being called that.
KOWALSKI: Sometimes your number comes up. Nobody said life was going to be fair.
NARRATOR: Dom Atlantis...
husband: Our number came up! We won a berth on the next Solcruise!
LIBRETTI: Seriously? I just locked in overtime.
husband: Can't you unlock that?
LIBRETTI: You know I need the hours. Take Sammy, and get some father-son time. Paint me a nice Saturnscape.
husband: Okay, but it doesn't seem fair.
LIBRETTI: I know, but nobody said like was going to be fair.