KATHRYN: Long story short: I lived. We mustered out, and a "to absent friends" toast led to a binge, and a very crazy plan.
KATHRYN: I'm done. Your turn, General.
GEN. TAGON: My turn?
KATHRYN: Story time.
BRISTLECONE: We're docked. You need to debark now, unless we want to spring for very expensive parking.
GEN. TAGON: Hah! Saved by the docking clamp.
KATHRYN: You're not getting off that easy. The next story session will be in a bar, and you're buying the first round.
GEN. TAGON: That's not how it works.
KATHRYN: No, but that's how it's broken.