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Mattrick: No lances? What'm I supposed to hit the scalies with? Bad language?

Jake: We'll have to get creative then. It's better than being a smear on the side of a scaly warship. All those knights, dead... for nothing.

Mika: We'll make the scalies pay for what they've done to your people... ...even without K-lances, we can put up a good fight with three battle-ready-- Nya! What's happening to my lancer!? I thought you were doing a tuneup, not stripping her down to the frame like a slim chop shop!

Tawny: {sigh{ When you're on a mission, would you want me yipping in your ear, telling you how to fly?

Mika: But this is a Bast--

Tawny: Look hon, I try not to complain about what happens to this ships out there, so I hope you can at least return the favor in this hangar.

Mika: I-- I'll try.

Jake: I don't think you should watch this. Let's get chow.

Tawny: Who the #%*@ designs a manifold like this!? It looks like it belongs in an orchestra pit!