[[Protesters in space suits float outside of the hydroponic farm while Vagrond and the space farmer watch from inside. Their signs say “BAN THE FARM” and “SIMPLE ORGANIC POLYMERS ARE PEOPLE TOO!”]]
Vagrond: Dude those are protesters. That’s not a property problem.
Farmer: Yah see … They’ve done set up a commune on my space farmerin’ pipeline. Moochin’ off the air, water and nutreeunts that ah send to mah crops.
[[Vagrond looks surprised for some poorly defined reason.]]
Farmer: The’re livin’ within ah nanopahsec of mah property. That means it’s a civil matter up to Mister Vorpgrind.