Aboard the Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance
Whoa! Athens just tore out of here like there's no tomorrow.
She wasn't too careful about it, either. Her drive gravied a gaggle of fabbies on her way out.
Everybody back into the longboat! Now!
What's up Thurl?
If Athens left like there's no tomorrow, then there probably won't be one. At least not for anybody hanging around here.
So when that little voice in your head says "Run away," you just run without asking questions?
Do you even see these gray hairs, kid?