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Lt. Worf chuckled a bit. "Home is where the heart is, my friend. Gotta remember it any way I can."

"If only you could do it quietly..." Riley moaned.

"You know you find it kind of funny," Worf grinned.

"..."

"It's why you hang out with me..."

He sighed in defeat. "Fine, alright. You can be funny - when I'm drunk."

"Woop woop! Score another point for America!" he beamed.

Riley slammed his head one last time.

"But yeah, anyway, EUCLID, any idea when we're going to head out into the solar system? I wanna see what's out there! I wonder if aliens play anything like Halo..." His eyes widened. "Woah! Wouldn't it be crazy if they have aliens that looks like humans in their games about aliens?! That'd be so hilarious... unless they've been spying us... and actually do hate aliens and it's not a-"

"You're rambling again..." Riley sighed. "Though we do have proof aliens have been spying us on before. It's why we're here after all: the ship on the edge of the Oort Cloud..."

"Meh, I think those aliens lived closer to home," Markus shrugged. "Now that I think about it, if there's anybody here and they haven't discovered any aliens... it'd totally be a mutual First Contact! Only it'd be twice as crazy for them!"

"Heh, guess so," Riley chuckled. "Hope they don't try to nuke the ship or something to cover it up if that's the case... what if they're religious fanatics?"

"Even worse, what if they're dicks?!" Markus gasped.

"Dicks?"

"DICKS!"

"Dicks."

"Huh: say, EULCID. What are the chances that an alien species in space would be outright hostile? Any figures?"