Breya: Kevyn, do you remember that gatekeeper hardware we had you examining the last time I hired you?
Kevyn: Well, yeah. Mostly, though, I recall being abducted, cloned, killed, almost killed, and then stranded.
Kevyn: Then there was the part where we cut earth off from the wormgate network, upset commerce galaxy-wide, started a pan-galactic war, and spawned a race of 950 million blue-haired, engineer clones...
Breya: That last part turned out okay. The game-show network brought back "The Iron Chemist."
Kevyn: Good point.