NARRATOR: Cindercode command deck, north hemi...
KEVYN: The ship is yours, Thurl. I'm off to a dinner party. Reconfigure the baffles and bulkheads to cradle our next load.
THURL: Shall I close her back up?
KEVYN: Hmmm... no. Take the south hemi around and give Popigai a good look at her inside.
THURL: "Get in my belly" isn't a very subtle message, Captain.
KEVYN: I was saying "Nothing up my sleeve" but I like your version, too.