"Sorry to interrupt, ladies, but do any of you know how to pilot the spaceship?"
Dillon jumped up. "Hey, New Girl's awake."
Isabelle scowled. "Are you going to say that every time I wake up?"
He grinned. "Maybe."
"Regardless, you still don't know how to fly the ship, do you?"
"I bet I could figure it out."
"Oh, sure. You'll end up as tomato soup."
"Wait, did she call us ladies?"
"Hush, Noa," Amalia said, standing up. "The grown-ups are talking."
"Implying that I am not, in fact, one of the grown-ups?"
"Why are you asking if we know how to fly it?" Amalia asked, ignoring Noa. "Do you know how to fly the thing?"
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