There was a mouse on the bar.<BR>
Fresh from hitchhiking several hundred light-years, Andrea Thorne was not immediately concerned with this fact. Her primary goal was getting some alcohol into her system as
quickly as possible.<BR>
She wouldn't have been anywhere near the Stufflebeem cluster if not for some silly debate she and a friend had gotten into. It was nice getting away from Earth - she wasn't about to deny that - but coming all this way to settle a bet started looking fruitless before
she even made it out of the solar system.<BR>
"All this fuss to answer a stupid question," she said quietly. It was out loud by accident.<BR>
"What's that?" the bartender asked.<BR>
"Nothing important. You'll have to excuse me, I've just hitched from the far side of Barnard's Star..."