As they say, “there’s more than one way to get off the planet.” (I don’t know who “they” are, I just made that up)
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Still at the restaurant, their food has arrived and they’ve begun eating, although Picknar shows signs of not liking it. Thoos said, “it’s been an odd time for manufacturing, as the main space drives used on ships have utterly changed in our lifetime. They were all the spacetrawler drive which ran at greased light speed, but then it all switched over to the mihrrgoot greased dark light speed drive.” Annoyed, Knox said, “you two have definitely been reading too many sci-fi novels.” Picknar said, “II get it, you don’t believe us. I’m not sure if I’d believe us if I were walking in your hooves.” To which Thoos adds, “as opposed to these fleshy foot-endings our current bodies have.” Calmly, Rodrigo said, “I believe you. So, welcome to earth. Is there anything, you’d like to experience? Ways we can make your stay more comfortable?” Frowning, Thoos said, “a seat on the first ship off of here. With any drive you’ve got.” Smiling, Rodrigo said, “most of my drive is carnal or intellectual, but it doesn’t sound like “theoretical” space travel is gonna’ cut it with you two.”