On board Sathanas 13, orbiting the Capella sun.
Shivan 1; "Hey, where's Steve?"
Shivan 2; "Dunno. Why?"
Shivan 1; "Well, he was on that cruiser, right?"
Shivan 2; "Yeah"
Shivan 1; "And he said blow up the sun if he gets hurt?"
Shivan 2; "Yup. Cool, eh? Where is he, anyway?"
Shivan 1; "He's disabled"
Shivan 2; "Godd as dead then, eh? might as well blow up that there star, then."
Shivan 1; "Can't."
Shivan 2; "Why? He's not going to get here?"
Shivan 1; "Yeaaaahhhhh....."
Shivan 2; "So?"
Shivan 1; "I don't know where the button is"
Shivan 2; "****** . Sod it then, let's go and get a pint with that funny pink man we picked up in the nebula."
Shivan 1; "Fair enuff. Your round though."
Shivan 2; "What, for 896,000 drones? That'll be likely....."