[[Bryan Orion leans over the back of the seat while Vagrond continues to clip his toenails.]]
Bryan Orion: Right. They still can’t make material that hard.
Vagrond: Yeah, it gets me a little bit of money. Otherwise I’d just be wasteful like that space farmer we’re visiting.
Sound effects: Snip! Clink!
Bryan Orion: Huh?
Vagrond: You know what I’m talking about. Like in those history games they had in school.
[[A doodle of a space farmer shooting a space leviathan is shown.]]
Vagrond: The farmer would shoot a space leviathan and get 10 billion metric tons of meat…
Sound effects: Bang!*
Vagrond: …but he could only carry 15 pounds back to the wagon.
Sound effects: ♬♪*
Title: *Note: There actually is no sound in space.
