/drags him along

[engrammic]

We're going where? Seriously.

You're not even joking.

Sorry but that doesn't work for me, I'm not about to drop everything just so I can float around space in a tin bucket. Haven't you ever seen Event Horizon? (You should know what movie I'm talking about, you're the space-nut.) Remember it? Yeah. Not interested in going to hell and eating my own eyeballs, but thanks for asking.

I'd rather stay in Arizona, if it's all the same to you.

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[lacksgrace]

Hate to break it to you, but eyeballs aren't really a delicacy there. [ Shrug. ] Unless you're specifically asking for 'em.

[engrammic]

Because Event Horizon is totally going to end up real-life for me. [His luck runs like that. Sob.] And I don't even want to know what you meant by that, eyeballs shouldn't be delicacies anywhere.

[lacksgrace]

I dunno if that's a good thing or not. Event Horizon sounds like a really boring drink. [ But that's his whole life apparently. ] And hey, I'm just saying. I wouldn't eat them either.

[engrammic]

It wouldn't be the worst name for a drink, I'll probably need a few to adjust to this crap idea about spaceships.

[lacksgrace]

If you think ships in space are bad, being drunk's probably gonna be your best bet in the long run. But me? I wouldn't worry about a thing.

[engrammic]

Not that I would - I'm pretty sure I can't read when I'm drunk. I could accidentally walk out of an airlock, I'm told that'd be a bad thing.

[lacksgrace]

What, seriously? Why would you even bother going anywhere? That makes zero sense. [ To be fair, none of this does though. ] Tell you what. If we happen to bump into each other and go drinking, I'll make sure you don't waltz into space, and you can owe me one later. Deal?

[engrammic]

If I waltz out into space anyway and wind up taking you with me, I'll owe you one either way. Done.