Sam: [[with scalp stubble]] Mm, good morning, hubshine. How are you feeling?

Juni: Like something big and unpleasant sat on my head.

Sam: You know, I thought my pillow felt a bit hard.

Sam: So, hey, you're on medical leave for now, so why don't we spend some time together today?

Juni: [[Fretted brow]] Don't ... we always spend time together?

Sam: Er, well, yeah, but I mean... you know, personal time.

Juni: Oh, right. How does that work between us?

Sam: Huh? It's simple, we go to the beach or something.

Juni: [[Blushing]] Oh, I thought you ... never mind. The beach sounds lovely.

Sam: And that's Cassandra's, our favorite little bistro... They have a lovely cilantro-ape ceviche. Good roast beef, too.

Juni: That sounds good.

Sam: Mm, and you know what else sounds -

Juni: Wait, did you hear that?

Sam: Hear what?

Juni: You've got to take me to work.

Sam: Juni, I can't-

Juni: Sam, please, I think I heard something terrible happen.

Sam: Fine. I'll call Tamu.

Sam: Hi, Tamu, sorry to alarm you but Juni says it heard something, and it wants to investigate./No, it didn't say what...

Juni: It sounded like a ground breach.

Sam: It says a ground breach.

Juni: Like a hit, and a ripping.

Sam: Like a hit and a rip-/Okay, it won't be happy but I'll let it know you said that. Thank you, sir.

Sam: Tamu says the outer hull was hit by a sharp rock, which tore some cloth-

Juni: That's what I thought it might be!

Sam: -but it was detected and fabbers are already fixing it, and you're still on leave.

Juni: Meh. It was worth a try...