“Hey Broken Aye,” Rachel-7 said. “Any chance we can speed this thing up? Can Daniel and I commute our sentence? Or is there an abridged version of your speech?
“I’m sorry,” the Tour Guide said. “All tours must be taken individually to allow visitors to appreciate the grandeur of the station. And it would be unwise to miss a single part of the history behind some the facility’s fine amenities, especially—”
“So, ‘no’ then," Daniel said.
“I’m sorry,” The Tour Guide said.
Daniel took a swig of his flask.
“I’m going to need one of those before this tour is over,” Rachel-7 said.
“I’ve got plenty left … for some reason,” he said.
Putting his flask back in his robe, Daniel didn’t see Rachel-7’s eyes widen at his words.
He hadn't figured out why the bottle was nearly full, but he didn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth.
I wonder what a horse is, he thought.
“You can have some when we meet up,” he said.
“If there’s any left,” she said, looking relieved.
“Yeah,” he said. “Say hi to the blue pharaoh for me.”
“Still not funny. Tour Guide, let’s get a move on!”