xanodite:

      _{❝I swear you and Kevin are the same person. Ohhh, don’t touch
      my ship she’s my baby.❞ She mocked with dramatic flying hands.
      Well, whatever, what was done was done and she was making her
      way towards the exit after gathering her things.}

      _{❝But yes, I did, you don’t understand! It’s Mr. Smoothy! So, grump
      about it or come with and get the best smoothies in the universe.
      Have you seen my house yet? I’ll show you my DVD collection.❞}

               _{“ i’m serious. i’m serious about my ship. “}

          <sub>a quick glance over to the woman flinging her noodle arms around like a
          psychopath as she pantomimes upset. reluctantly accepting her invitation,
          quill scoops her up over his broad shoulders, heading towards the ships exit. 

               “ if it’ll get ya off my ship, then sure! but you’re
                 paying. i don’t have … terran-bucks anyways. “</sub>

           _{smoothies & a movie – this sounds like some kind of eighties teen flick.
           not that he’s complaining or anything like that. it’s just funny is all. ironic.}