"Making people run around like headless chickens is fun. So's good food."

"Yeah. The food on the station," says Aegis, around artichoke, "isn't, like, crap, but it's all very scientific and there's not a lotta flavor variety and, fuck, eggs, we never get eggs, can't 'ponics or vatgrow an egg." Om nom.

"Better than the astronaut food we've currently got, I'm sure. But yeah, eggs're good."

"I mean we get a sort of egg powder thing that's cheap to ship, but," om nom nom nom.

"Nnnnot the real thing, no."

"Bar does good work."

You're too kind.

"No such thing. I've met you."

You'll make me blush, and that's a bit of a trick with wood, you know.

"Don't tempt me."

Oh, you. Just enjoy your drink.

"Thish is cute," comments Aegis. Mmmm, rice and beans.

"I try." sip. Delicious. As always.

After Aegis has eaten up: "Well, I still haven't had any brilliant ideas for shit to bring back with me that won't do more harm than good. Any last minute ideas before I go take a shower and go to class?"

"Not especially, no. Have a nice day."

"See you around, or not, depending on door whims," says Aegis, and she sighs and pats Bar and departs.