"Woohoo, discounted alcohol, better than i was expecting!"
Wraith runs over to the bar, buys a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster, downs it, orders another and wanders over to the lift with it, pressing random buttons, disappearing into the depths of the ship, not to be seen for days, possibly weeks...
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Why am I short of attention?
Got a short little span of attention...
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